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pity beseeching. "Let me go to the church, that the sacred sight Of the blood of God may avail me; That my eyes may bathe in its holy light, Ere the day take flight, And my vision forever shall fail me!" But the sharp steel sped, and the shadows fell, As the darkness the day o'erpowers. "Magnus our king, farewell, farewell!" "So farewell, farewell, All my friends of so many glad hours." Copyrighted by Houghton, Mifflin and Company, Boston. SIN AND DEATH From 'Sigurd Slembe' Sin and Death, at break of day, Day, day, Spoke together with bated breath; Marry thee, sister, that I may stay, Stay, stay, In thy house, quoth Death. Death laughed aloud when Sin was wed, Wed, wed, And danced on the bridal day; But bore that night from the bridal bed, Bed, bed, The groom in a shroud away. Death came to her sister at break of day, Day, day, And Sin drew a weary breath; He whom thou lovest is mine for aye, Aye, aye, Mine he is, quoth Death. Copyrighted by Houghton, Mifflin and Company, Boston. /& THE PRINCESS The Princess sat lone in her maiden bower, The lad blew his horn at the foot of the tower. "Why playest thou alway? Be silent, I pray, It fetters my thoughts that would flee far away, As the sun goes down." In her maiden bower sat the Princess forlorn, The lad had ceased to play on his horn. "Oh, why art thou silent? I beg thee to play! It gives wings to my thoughts that would flee far away, As the sun goes down." In her maiden bower sat the Princess forlorn, Once more with delight played the lad on his horn. She wept as the shadows grew long, and she sighed: "Oh, tell me, my God, what my heart doth betide, Now the sun has gone down." Copyrighted by T.Y. Crowell and Company. SIGURD SLEMBE'S RETURN _The scene is at first empty. Then_ Sigurd Slembe _enters, climbing over a rock; he comes forward in silence, but powerfully agitated._ The Danes forsake me! The battle is lost! Thus far--and no farther! Escape to the mountains to-night! Exchange my ships for freedom! There are herds of horses on the mountains: we will climb up
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