canst thou rede,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
How it with Thorelil shall speed?"
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"For forty weeks and a year I trow,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
Thy Thorelil with child shall go."
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"O mother dear, it can scarce be so,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
But forty weeks Mary with Christ did go."
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"Since I no help can here obtain,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
From whence I came convey me again."
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"The horses are grazing upon the moor,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
And in their beds the coachmen snore."
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"If coach nor coachmen I can get,
_All underneath the green hill's side_,
I'll tramp on my feet through dry and wet."
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

Her lips the word had scarcely said,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
When the horses to the coach were led.
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

Stig took her so tenderly by the waist,
_All underneath a green hill's side_.
And her in the gilded coach he plac'd.
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

He set her down on the cushions gray,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
And he himself drove the coach away.
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

And when they came under the green wood bough,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
Her chariot broke her weight below.
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"A wondrous woman I sure must be,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
Since my own coach won't carry me."
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"My dearest, my dearest, be not dismay'd,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
Thou back canst walk with thy husband's aid."
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

And when to the castle gate they won,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
His sister stood and lean'd thereon.
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

"O my dear sister, canst thou rede,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
How it with Thorelil will speed?"
_In such peril through the forest they ride_.

Unto her coffer proud Mettelil flew,
_All underneath a green hill's side_,
Of wax she has fashion'd babi