“The best of scarlet thou shalt don, And ride a noble horse upon.” “I will faithfully by thee stand, Until in safety we gain the land.” p. 20Answers Sir Thor in the hold as he lies: “Many suffer yet promise not in that guise. p. 20 “And many as brilliant promises give, Yet never perform them whilst they live.” “Climb, little boy, on the mast so high, And see if to land we are drawing nigh. “But whether thou steppest aft or afore, Step not, I pray, on my bridegroom Thor.” “O lady, no more of the land I see Than the topmost bough of the good pine tree. “No more of the pomp of the world can I Than just the top of the oak espy.” “If the top of a tree salute thine eyes, ’Tis time to bid my bridegroom rise. “Sir Thor, arise, and stand on the prow, The Lord to the haven brings us now.” She steered the vessel towards the land, Sir Thor stepped first upon the sand. p. 21The people of Norway thronged the shore, They welcomed so well their King, Sir Thor. p. 21 They welcomed and blest their King, Sir Thor, But they welcomed and blest his lady more. The Damsel he took in such gallant way, He lifted her up on his courser gray. He bore her to his own castle fair, Where they did dwell devoid of care. His bridal with speed and with joy held he, To his own repose and to her great glee. He embraced so fondly her dainty frame, The crown he gave her and Queenly name. His palace she enters to wone therein, She dons the scarlet and ermine skin.
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