[Pg 9] FREYJA Can this place be i’ the world? And were such shapes Wrought in the dear creation? And that voice— Was it this crater’s frozen mouth that moaned For blossoms and the south wind and my love? BALDUR [Enters.] Freyja! FREYJA O Baldur, come! BALDUR What hast thou seen? Why hast thou left the silver roof of shields, Thy lover’s eyes, the laughter of the gods, To wander forth in night? FREYJA Barkings I heard. BALDUR Hush, Freyja!
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