gallant warriors are, Two sprouts of Dukely tree; To know them I have cause enough, They brothers are to me.” p. 37 It was the Count Sir Gunselin, His warriors he bespake: “O, hither Hero Hogen comes, A fray with him we’ll make. “O, we will fight with them to-day, And we will slay them all; Then his red gold and forest green Shall in our power fall.” Then just within the portal Hero Hogen answer made: “With you I’ll blythely hazard that, If ye be not afraid.” Out then went the heroes all, So sorely fast they hied; Then unto old as well as young Such evil did betide. p. 38In hand of Folker Spillemand The sword asunder flew; He seized a big steel spear, above The door that met his view. p. 38 And seven such gallant warriors He slew at the first blow: “In Drotten’s holy name,” he said, “My fiddle be known now. “Now merrily my fiddle goes, Ye dance and spring around; I sweat with strong exertion In my acton narrow bound.” It was the Count Sir Gunselin, At Grimhild’s feet he kneeled: “O part us from those hardy knights, Or help against them yield.” “Fight on, fight on, my good men all, On whom I bread bestow; From fighting ye must not desist Till Folker lyeth low.” p. 39“Now hear thou, Sister Grimhild, I am gored with many a wound; Thou ne’er to me wert true or good, And that I now have found. p. 39 “Now I’ve not closed an eye, an eye For days and nights full seven; I’ll avenge my murder certainly Ere life from me is riven. “Gone is my sword so trusty, And my good steel spear’s in twain; But all my care I would forget Could I a weapon gain.” Then answered him young Hubba Yern, He stood by him so near: “I’ll lend to thee the gallant sword, My brother loved so dear. “Methink thou art a hero bold, And mighty strong beside; And that maybe in verity On thy fiddle bow espied.” p. 40“Ah, thanks to thee, young Hubba Yern! A true kemp thee I call; I’ll serve thee faithful in return, So shall my brothers all.”
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