ows its guilt,
and the malice in the breast is abashed by the fair report of the good.

"Though thou go to the East, or live sequestered in the countries of
the West, or whether, driven thence, thou seek the midmost place of the
earth;

"Whether thou revisit the cold quarter of the heaven where the pole is
to be seen, and carries on the sphere with its swift spin, and looks
down upon the neighbouring Bear;

"Shame shall accompany thee far, and shall smite thy countenance with
heavy disgrace, when the united assembly of the great kings is taking
pastime.

"Since everlasting dishonour awaits thee, thou canst not come amidst
the ranks of the famous; and in every clime thou shalt pass thy days in
infamy.

"The fates have given Frode an offspring born into the world when gods
were adverse, whose desires have been enthralled by crime and ignoble
lust.

"Even as in a ship all things foul gather to the filthy hollow of the
bilge, even so hath a flood of vices poured into Ingild.

"Therefore, in terror of thy shame being published, thou shalt lie
crushed in the corners of the land, sluggish on thy foul hearth, and
never to be seen in the array of the famous.

"Then shalt thou shake thy beard at thine evil fate, kept down by the
taunts of thy mistresses, when thy paramour galls thy ear with her
querulous cries.

"Since chill fear retards thy soul, and thou dreadest to become the
avenger of thy sire, thou art utterly degenerate, and thy ways are like
a slave's.

"It would have needed scant preparation to destroy thee; even as if a
man should catch and cut the throat of a kid, or slit the weazand of a
soft sheep and butcher it.

"Behold, a son of the tyrant Swerting shall take the inheritance of
Denmark after thee; he whose slothful sister thou keepest in infamous
union.

"Whilst thou delightest to honour thy bride, laden with gems and shining
in gold apparel, we burn with all indignation that is linked with shame,
lamenting thy infamies.

"When thou art stirred by furious lust, our mind is troubled, and
recalls the fashion of ancient times, and bids us grieve sorely.

"For we rate otherwise than thou the crime of the foes whom now thou
holdest in honour; wherefore the face of this age is a burden to me,
remembering the ancient ways.

"I would crave no greater blessing, O Frode, if I might see those guilty
of thy murder duly punished for such a crime."

Now he prevailed so well by this stirring counsel, that