He was a King both aged and grey, So he summoned his son from Rome away.

He summoned his son from Rome away, To help him Norway’s land to sway.

p. 8As soon as the tidings reached Sir Thor, He hied to the Roman Emperor.

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“Hail, Emperor Ludvig, great and brave! Thy leave to return to my sire I crave.”

“Freely shalt thou permission gain, And thy post shall vacant for thee remain.”

He greeted all the knightly train, They begged him quickly return again.

When from Rome he came to his own countrie, His father welcomed him heartilie.

His dear son married he fain would see, And divide with him his domain would he.

He envoys sends with all despatch To seek a maid with his son to match.

They travelled wide with unwearied mind Before his equal they could find.

O’er land and sea so wide they speed, Until they reached the land of Swede.

p. 9And when they reached the Swedish State, They found one worthy to be his mate.

p. 9

Damsel Thura the maiden hight, In Swedish land was none so bright.

The loveliest maiden in all the land, Her father was high Sir Sallemand.

He was a noble rich and great, His equal was not in Sweden’s State.

So glad to Norroway back they wend, That the matter be brought to a happy end.

They the tidings to their lord declare That they had found a damsel rare.

No fairer was in the Swede countrie, Nor in all the isles there round that be.

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