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and there upon the trampled plain
the farmer iron-beard lay slain
midway between the assailed and the assailing | img2poems |
and seeing their leader stark and dead
the people with a murmur said
o king baptize us with thy holy water | img2poems |
so all the drontheim land became
a christian land in name and fame
in the old gods no more believing and trusting | img2poems |
and as a blood-atonement soon
king olaf wed the fair gudrun
and thus in peace ended the drontheim hus-ting | img2poems |
cold will be the dagger's kiss
laden with the chill of death
is its breath | img2poems |
forests have ears and fields have eyes
often treachery lurking lies
underneath the fairest hair | img2poems |
every scald
satires scrawled
on poor thangbrand olaf's priest | img2poems |
o king olaf
little hope
is there of these iceland men | img2poems |
meekly said
with bending head
pious thangbrand olaf's priest | img2poems |
little time have we for speaking
choose between the good and evil
be baptized or thou shalt die | img2poems |
sing me a song divine
with a sword in every line
and this shall be thy reward | img2poems |
and he loosened the belt at his waist
and in front of the singer placed
his sword | img2poems |
but the king said o my son
i miss the bright word in one
of thy measures and thy rhymes | img2poems |
and halfred the scald replied
in another 't was multiplied
three times | img2poems |
and halfred the scald said this
in the name of the lord i kiss
who on it was crucified | img2poems |
and a shout went round the board
in the name of christ the lord
who died | img2poems |
could you not be gone a minute
but some mischief must be doing
turning bad to worse | img2poems |
they who to the saga listened
heard the name of thorberg skafting
for a hundred year | img2poems |
thirty men they each commanded
iron-sinewed horny-handed
shoulders broad and chests expanded | img2poems |
when they landed from the fleet
how they roared through drontheim's street
boisterous as the gale | img2poems |
never saw the wild north sea
such a gallant company
sail its billows blue | img2poems |
the king yes olaf the king
has wedded her with his ring
and thyri is queen in the land | img2poems |
i your pilot will be
for i know all the channels
where flows the deep sea | img2poems |
king olaf laid an arrow on string
have i a coward on board
said he | img2poems |
sullenly answered ulf
the old sea-wolf
you have need of me | img2poems |
what was that
said olaf standing
on the quarter-deck | img2poems |
it is accepted
the angry defiance
the challenge of battle | img2poems |
it is accepted
but not with the weapons
of war that thou wieldest | img2poems |
cross against corselet
love against hatred
peace-cry for war-cry | img2poems |
patience is powerful
he that o'ercometh
hath power o'er the nations | img2poems |
the dawn is not distant
nor is the night starless
love is eternal | img2poems |
god is still god and
his faith shall not fail us
christ is eternal | img2poems |
and all translated in the air
reach me but as our dear lord's prayer
and as the sermon on the mount | img2poems |
o pitiless skies
why did your clouds retain
for peasants' fields their floods of hoarded rain | img2poems |
o pitiless earth
why open no abyss
to bury in its chasm a crime like this | img2poems |
then from his house a temple painted white
with fluted columns and a roof of red
the squire came forth august and splendid sight | img2poems |
or a few cherries that are not so sweet
as are the songs these uninvited guests
sing at their feast with comfortable breasts | img2poems |
of empty nests that cling to boughs and beams
as in an idiot's brain remembered words
hang empty 'mid the cobwebs of his dreams | img2poems |
and so the dreadful massacre began
o'er fields and orchards and o'er woodland crests
the ceaseless fusillade of terror ran | img2poems |
alone remained the drowsy squire
to rake the embers of the fire
and quench the waning parlor light | img2poems |
this brings a tale into my mind
which if you are not disinclined
to listen i will now relate | img2poems |
domeneddio
cried the syndie straight
this is the knight of atri's steed of state | img2poems |
or dreaming speak to us and make
a feint of being half awake
and tell us what your dreams may be | img2poems |
and yet on such a dismal day
we need a merrier tale to clear
the dark and heavy atmosphere | img2poems |
below upon the altar-rail
indulgences were set to sale
like ballads at a country fair | img2poems |
then from the pulpit overhead
tetzel the monk with fiery glow
thundered upon the crowd below | img2poems |
count but the gain count not the loss
your gold and silver are but dross
and yet they pave the way to heaven | img2poems |
i hear your mothers and your sires
cry from their purgatorial fires
and will ye not their ransom pay | img2poems |
o senseless people
when the gate
of heaven is open will ye wait | img2poems |
before the winter wore away
her body in the churchyard lay
her patient soul was with the just | img2poems |
and from his pocket with all speed
he drew the priestly title-deed
and prayed the justice he would read | img2poems |
though long thou livest yet this grace
until the moment of thy death
unchangeable continueth | img2poems |
then said he to the priest: i find
this document is duly signed
brother john tetzel his own hand | img2poems |
at all tribunals in the land
in evidence it may be used
therefore acquitted is the accused | img2poems |
mine had a better and the jew's
had none at all that i could see
his aim was only to amuse | img2poems |
it is a certain sign of death
the cabin-boy here held his breath
he felt his blood run cold | img2poems |
i should like to see this ship said he
i should like to find these chimneys three
that are marked down in the chart | img2poems |
o it must be like heaven thought he
those far-off foreign lands to see
and fortune seek and find | img2poems |
her masts were stripped her yards were bare
and on her bowsprit poised in air
sat the klaboterman | img2poems |
the rector paused
the impatient governor cried
this is the lady do you hesitate | img2poems |
lord he thought in heaven that reignest
who am i that thus thou deignest
to reveal thyself to me | img2poems |
who am i that from the centre
of thy glory thou shouldst enter
this poor cell my guest to be | img2poems |
deep distress and hesitation
mingled with his adoration
should he go or should he stay | img2poems |
should he leave the poor to wait
hungry at the convent gate
till the vision passed away | img2poems |
where is the landlord
bring him here
let the lost pleiad reappear | img2poems |
so he came back with downcast head
exclaiming: well our bashful host
hath surely given up the ghost | img2poems |
you must he to the student said
who know so many of the best
and tell them better than the rest | img2poems |
ah me
he turns away and sighs
there is a mist before his eyes | img2poems |
lower and lower on his breast
sinks his gray head he is at rest
no longer he waits for any one | img2poems |
and the baron smiles and says you see
i told you but the simple truth
ah you may trust the eyes of youth | img2poems |
and in course of time the curate learns
a secret so dreadful that by turns
he is ice and fire he freezes and burns | img2poems |
for the sake of the living and the dead
thou shalt be wed as christians wed
and all things come to a happy end | img2poems |
it was not i it was another
did these things unto thee o brother
i only have thee hold thee break thee | img2poems |
the king looked and replied: i know him well
it is the angel men call azrael
't is the death angel what hast thou to fear | img2poems |
and olger answered: when he shall appear
you will behold what manner of man he is
but what will then befall us i know not | img2poems |
his helmet was of iron and his gloves
of iron and his breastplate and his greaves
and tassets were of iron and his shield | img2poems |
the fields and all the roads were filled with iron
and points of iron glistened in the sun
and shed a terror through the city streets | img2poems |
was eginhard a youth of frankish race
whose face was bright with flashes that forerun
the splendors of a yet unrisen sun | img2poems |
they saw the palace courtyard white with snow
and placid as a nun the moon on high
gazing from cloudy cloisters of the sky | img2poems |
come back within the hour
on thy return
the work appointed for thee shalt thou learn | img2poems |
the missing man
ah yes they said
missing but whither had he fled | img2poems |
thoughts of him to-day have been oft borne inward upon me
wherefore i do not know but strong is the feeling within me
that once more i shall see a face i have never forgotten | img2poems |
then there were voices heard as of two men talking together
and to herself as she listened upbraiding said hannah the housemaid
it is joseph come back and i wonder what stranger is with him | img2poems |
then came the hour of sleep death's counterfeit nightly rehearsal
of the great silent assembly the meeting of shadows where no man
speaketh but all are still and the peace and rest are unbroken | img2poems |
when the lord's work is done and the toil and the labor completed
he hath appointed to me i will gather into the stillness
of my own heart awhile and listen and wait for his guidance | img2poems |
then elizabeth said not troubled nor wounded in spirit
so is it best john estaugh
we will not speak of it further | img2poems |
and on the first-day that followed he rose in the silent assembly
holding in his strong hand a hand that trembled a little
promising to be kind and true and faithful in all things | img2poems |
lord
how he drank the blood-red country wine
as if the village vintage were divine | img2poems |
good father said he easily we see
how needful in some persons and how right
mortification of the flesh may be | img2poems |
good father the rebellious flesh i see
has changed you back into an ass again
and all my admonitions were in vain | img2poems |
so brother timothy went back once more
to his old life of labor and distress
was beaten worse than he had been before | img2poems |
but this i will not now discuss
i leave the theme that we may thus
remain within the realm of song | img2poems |
the story that i told before
though not acceptable to all
at least you did not find too long | img2poems |
i beg you let me try again
with something in a different vein
before you bid the curtain fall | img2poems |
alas why art thou here
and the army of amurath slain
and left on the battle plain | img2poems |
then again iskander cried
now follow whither i ride
for here thou must not stay | img2poems |
but the sullen scribe replied
our pathways here divide
mine leadeth not thy way | img2poems |
and the pasha bowed his head
and after a silence said
allah is just and great | img2poems |
i yield to the will divine
the city and lands are thine
who shall contend with fate | img2poems |
this simple ballad i retain
clearly imprinted on my brain
and as a tale will now repeat | img2poems |
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