FREYJA’S VOICE

Beat on my heart, for mine containeth his.

ODIN

Light! light once more!

[The thunder dies away. Sudden dawn breaks, ripening

soon to daylight. Within the crater, Freyja is

revealed, standing over the exhausted form of

Fenris.]

Freyja, what hast thou dared?

FREYJA

The bolt of iron and the scourge of brass

Avail not, Odin.—Let me conquer him

For thee!

ODIN

How wouldst thou tame him?

FREYJA

By my love,

Yea, and the exceeding might of Baldur’s love,

Whose gracious arts of poesie shall aid me.

Grant him to us!

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