tle there_,
_Above the billows hoar_."

_Up started then_, _from out the hill_,
_The demon's hoary wife_;
_She curs'd the king a thousand times_,
_And brandish'd high her knife_.

_Sore wonder'd then the little elves_,
_Who sat within the hill_,
_To see their mother_, _all at once_,
_Stand likewise stiff and still_.

1854.

_Saint Oluf caused a ship be built_,
_At Marsirand so fair_;
_To Hornelummer he'll away_,
_And see what's passing there_.

_Then answer made the steersman old_,
_Beside the helm who stood_:
"_At Hornelummer swarm the Trolas_,
_It is no haven good_."

_The king replied in gallant guise_,
_And sprang upon the prow_:
"_Upon the Ox {23} the cable cast_,
_In Jesu's name let go_!"

_The Ox he pants_, _the Ox he snorts_,
_And bravely cuts the swell_--
_To Hornelummer in they sail_
_The ugly Trolds to quell_.

_The Jutt was standing on the cliff_,
_Which raises high its brow_;
_And thence he saw Saint Oluf_, _and_
_The Ox beneath him go_.

_His eyes were like a burning beal_,
_His mouth was all awry_,
_The nails which feve'd his fingers' ends_
_Stuck out so wondrously_.

"_Now hold thy peace_, _thou foulest fiend_,
_And changed be to stone_;
_Do thou stand there_ '_till day of doom_,
_And injury do to none_."

_Then out came running from the hill_
_The carline old and grey_;
_She cursed the King a thousand times_,
_And bade him sail away_.

_Then wondered much the little Trolds_,
_Who sat within the hill_,
_To see their mother all at once_
_Stand likewise stiff and still_.

The entire ballad should be compared with _King Oluf the
Saint_, printed in _Queen Berngerd_, _The Bard and the
Dreams_, _and Other Ballads_, 1913, pp 23-29.

The Heroes of Dovrefeld. [_On Dovrefeld_, _in Norway_] 58

Another version of _The Heroes of Dovrefeld_, written in
1854, is extant in manuscript. Unlike that of 1826,
which was in four line stanzas, this later version is
arranged in couplets, with a refrain repeated after
each. It commences as follows:

_On Dovrefeld in Norroway_
_Free from care the warriors lay_.
_Who knows like us to rhyme and rune_?

_Twelve bold warriors there were seen_,
_Brothers of Ing