ell full early on a morning tide,
Before the sun rose high,
Bold Oervarodd had a hundred men and twelve
Accoutred royally.

42. Bold Oervarodd had a hundred men and twelve
Accoutred royally.
Then up rose Hervik, the Earl's daughter,
To meet them gallantly.

43. Up then rose Hervik, the Earl's daughter,
So doughty in the fight.
She blew a blast on her golden horn,
And struck to left and right.

44. It was Hervik, the Earl's daughter,
So gallantly she rode;--
She clove to the shoulders every knight
Who forth against her strode.

45. She clove to the shoulders every knight
Who forth against her strode,
Till only Oervarodd and his two companions
Survivors of the army stood.

46. Under the castle gateway
The King crept fearfully.--
"Now mercy, mercy, sweet Hervik,
I pray thou'lt give to me!"

47. "Just so much is the sweet mercy
Thou now shalt get of me
As thou gavest to my noble Father
When thou slew'st him felonly!"

48. "Just so much is the sweet mercy
Thou now shalt win of me
As thou gavest to my noble Father
When thou slew'st him cruelly!"

49. That was Hervik, the Earl's daughter,
To draw her sword was fain.
She has slain the warrior Oervarodd
And cut him in pieces twain.

50. She has slain the warrior Oervarodd
And cut him in pieces twain,
And all his men so brave and true
She has heaped on his corse amain.

51. Up then rose Hervik, the Earl's daughter;
Through the greenwood gan she ride;
But hawk or hound made never a cry
In the greenwood by her side.

52. She hoists aloft her silken sail,
Striped gold on a scarlet ground;
Nor ever once does she strike it again
Till she reaches far Uppland.

53. Forth when Hervik's frigate
Touched the fair land,
Cast she forth her anchor
Into the white, white sand.

54. Cast she forth her anchor
Into the white, white sand;
And forthwith her brother Angantyr
Came riding down the strand.

55. She gave to him the sword then
Was wonderfully made.--
The length of it was eighteen ells,
And