The man arose, and thanked his God, The long night all— Then from the country forth he trod. I’m passion’s thrall.

p. 12RAMUND

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Ramund thought he should a better man be If better apparel arrayed him; Of garments of leather, and hemp patch’d together, The Queen then a present made him. “These I will not wear,” bold Ramund he said,  “They beseem me not fair,” said Ramund the young.

“Your garments of tow and leather bestow On the cleaners of trencher and platter.” The Lady to give him fresh clothes was not slow, And of sammet and silk were the latter. p. 13“Yes, these will I wear,” bold Ramund he said,  “They beseem me right fair,” said Ramund the young.

p. 13

Ramund he into the shop now hies, Where the best of all tailors was sitting: “Now wilt thou, O tailor, so dext’rous and wise, Make clothes for Ramund fitting?” “And why should I not?” the tailor he said,  “Then thou’lt do well I wot,” said Ramund the young.

“Twice twenty-five ells for the breeches take, Fifteen for the points of the breeches; And them thou must strong and durable make If thou therein settest stitches.” “These are too tight,” bold Ramund he said,  “I can’t stride out aright,” said Ramund the young.

p. 14Now Ramund his ships beside the shore With everything needful prepareth; And away, away, the salt ocean o’er To the land of the Jutuns he beareth. “We are come to this soil,” bold Ramund he said,  “And withouten much toil,” said Ramund the young.

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Ramund he wanders along the strand, There seven tall Giants faced him: “If I take Ramund in my left hand I afar from the land will cast him.” “You’ll not do that alone,” bold Ramund he said,  “Ye must come every one,” said Ramund the young.

Ramund drew out his trusty glaive, To which Dymling for name he had given; And dead to the earth with seven blows brave He hewed the Jotuns seven. p. 15“There ye all seven lie,” bold Ramund he said,  “And still living am I,” said Ramund the young.

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Ramund walked on till the big Jutt he spied, And to see him he sorely wonder’d; For full fifty ells was his carcase wide, And his height was nearly a hundred. “What a breadth, what a height!” bold Ramund he 

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