romantic ballads-第8章

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of　knights　a　crew；　Haughty　of　heart；　and　hard　to　subdue。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

With　a　bright　gold　ring　was　his　arm　array'd；　Full　fifteen　pounds　that　gold　ring　weigh'd；　That　has　he　given　the　herd；　for　a　meed；　Because　he　will　show　him　the　knights　with　speed。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

Svend　Vonved　enter'd　the　castle　yard；　There　Randulph；　wrapt　in　his　skins；　｛15｝　kept　guard：　〃Ho！　Caitiff；　ho！　with　shield　and　brand；　What　art　thou　doing　in　this　my　land？〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃I　will；　I　will；　with　my　single　hand；　Take　from　thee；　Knave；　the　whole　of　thy　land：　I　will；　I　will；　with　my　single　toe；　Lay　thee　and　each　of　thy　castles　low。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃Thou　shalt　not；　with　thy　single　hand；　Take　from　me；　Hound；　an　inch　of　my　land；

And　far；　far　less；　shalt　thou；　with　thy　toe；　Lay　me　or　one　of　my　castles　low。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃Thou　shalt　not　e'er；　with　finger　of　thine；　Strike　asunder　one　limb　of　mine；　｛16｝　I　am　for　thee　too　woxen　and　stark；　As　thou；　to　thy　cost；　shalt　quickly　mark。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

Svend　Vonved　unsheath'd　his　faulchion　bright；　With　haughty　Randulph　he　fain　will　fight；　Randulph　he　there　has　slain　in　his　might；　And　Strandulph　too；　with　full　good　right。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

The　rest　against　him　came　out　pell…mell；　Then　slew　he　Carl　Ege；　the　fierce　and　fell：…　He　slew　the　great；　he　slew　the　small；　He　slew　till　his　foes　were　slaughter'd　all。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

Svend　Vonved　binds　his　sword　to　his　side；　It　lists　him　farther　to　ride；　to　ride；　He　found　upon　the　desolate　wold　A　burly　｛17｝　knight；　of　aspect　bold。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃Now　tell　me；　Rider；　noble　and　good；　Where　does　the　fish　stand　up　in　the　flood？　Where　do　they　mingle　the　best；　best　wine？　And　where　with　his　knights　does　Vidrik　dine？〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃The　fish　in　the　East　stands　up　in　the　flood。　They　drink　in　the　North　the　wine　so　good。　In　Halland's　hall　does　Vidrik　dine；　With　his　swains　around；　and　his　warriors　fine。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

From　his　breast　Svend　Vonved　a　gold　ring　drew；　At　the　foot　of　the　knight　the　gold　ring　he　threw：　〃Go！　say　thou　wert　the　very　last　man　Who　gold　from　the　hand　of　Svend　Vonved　wan。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

Svend　Vonved　came　where　the　castle　rose；　He　bade　the　watchmen　the　gate　unclose：　As　none　of　the　watchmen　obey'd　his　cry；　He　sprang　at　once　over　the　ramparts　high。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

He　tied　his　steed　to　a　ring　in　the　wall；　Then　in　he　went　to　the　wide　stone　hall；　Down　he　sat　at　the　head　of　the　board；　To　no　one　present　he　utter'd　a　word。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

He　drank　and　he　ate；　he　ate　and　he　drank；　He　ask'd　no　leave；　and　return'd　no　thank；　〃Ne'er　have　I　been　on　Christian　ground　Where　so　many　curst　tongues　were　clanging　round。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

King　Vidrik　spoke　to　good　knights　three：　〃Go；　bind　that　lowering　swain　for　me；　Should　ye　not　bind　the　stranger　guest；　Ye　will　not　serve　me　as　ye　can　best。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃Should'st　thou　send　three；　and　twenty　times　three；　And　come　thyself　to　lay　hold　of　me；　The　son　of　a　dog　thou　wilt　still　remain；　And　yet　to　bind　me　have　tried　in　vain。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃Esmer；　my　father；　who　lies　on　his　bier；　And　proud　Adeline；　my　mother　so　dear；　Oft　and　strictly　have　caution'd　me　To　waste　no　breath　upon　hounds　like　thee。〃　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃And　was　King　Esmer　thy　father's　name；　And　Adeline　that　of　his　virtuous　Dame？　Thou　art　Svend　Vonved；　the　stripling　wild；　My　own　dear　sister's　only　child。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃Svend　Vonved；　wilt　thou　bide　with　me　here？　Honour　awaits　thee；　and　costly　cheer；　Whenever　it　lists　thee　abroad　to　wend；　Upon　thee　shall　knights　and　swains　attend。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

〃Silver　and　gold　thou　never　shalt　lack；　Or　helm　to　thy　head；　or　mail　to　thy　back；〃　But　to　this　and　the　like　he　would　lend　no　ear；　And　home　to　his　mother　he　now　will　steer。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

Svend　Vonved　gallop'd　along　the　way；　To　fancies　dark　was　his　mind　a　prey：　Riding　he　enter'd　the　castle　yard　Where　stood　twelve　witches　wrinkled　and　scarr'd：　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

There　stood　they　all；　with　spindle　and　rok；　｛18｝　…　Each　over　the　shinbone　gave　him　a　knock：　Svend　turn'd　his　steed；　in　fury；　round；　The　witches　he　there　has　hew'd　to　the　ground。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

He　hew'd　the　witches　limb　from　limb；　So　little　mercy　they　got　from　him；　His　mother　came　out；　and　was　serv'd　the　same；　Into　fifteen　pieces　he　hackt　her　frame。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。

Then　in　he　went　to　his　lonely　bower；　There　drank　he　the　wine；　the　wine　of　power：　His　much…lov'd　harp　he　play'd　upon　Till　the　strings　were　broken；　every　one。　Look　out；　look　out；　Svend　Vonved。



THE　TOURNAMENT。　FROM　THE　OLD　DANISH。



This　is　one　of　those　Ballads　which；　from　the　days　of　Arild；　have　been　　much　sung　in　Denmark：　　we　find　in　it　the　names　and　bearings　of　most　　of　those　renowned　heroes；　who　are　mentioned　separately　in　other　　poems。　　It　divides　itself　into　two　parts；the　first；　which　treats　of　　the　warrior's　bearings；　has　a　great　resemblance　to　the　178th　chapter　　of　the　Vilkina　Saga；　as　likewise　has　the　last　part；　wherein　the　Duel　　is　described；　to　the　180th　and　181st　chapters　of　the　same。

I　cannot　here　forbear　quoting　and　translating　what　Anders　Sorensen　　Vedel；　the　good　old　Editor　of　the　first　Edition　of　the　Kiaempe　Viser；　　which　appeared　in　1591；　says　concerning　the　apparently　superhuman　　performances　of　the　heroes　therein　celebrated。

〃Hvad　ellers　Kiaempernes　Storlemhed　Styrke　og　anden　Vilkaar　berorer；　　som　overgaaer　de　Menneskers　der　nu　leve　deres　Vaext　og　Kraft；　det　　Stykke　kan　ikke　her　noksom　nu　forhandles；　men　skal　i　den　Danske　　Kronikes　tredie　Bog　videligere　omtales。　　Thi　det　jo　i　Sandhed　　befindes　og　bevises　af　adskillige　Documenter　og　Kundskab；　at　disse　　gamle　Hellede；　som　de　kaldes；　have　levet　fast　laenger；　og　vaeret　　mandeligere　storre　staerkere　og　hoiere　end　den　gemene　Mand　er；　som　nu　　lever　paa　denne　Dag。〃

〃That　part　which　relates　to　these　Warriors'　size；　strength；　or　other　　qualities；　so　far　surpassing　the　stature　and　powers　of　the　men　who　　now　exist；　cannot　be　here　sufficiently　treated　upon；　but　shall　be　　further　discussed　in　the　third　Book　of　the　Danish　Chronicles：　　for；　　in　truth；　it　is　discovered　and　proved　from　various　documents　and　　sources；　that　these　old　heroes；　as　they　are　called；　lived　much　　longer；　and　were　manlier；　stouter；　stronger；　and　taller；　than　man　at　　the　present　day。〃

Six　score　there　were；　six　score　and　ten；　From　Hald　that　rode　that　day；　And　when　they　came　to　Brattingsborg　They　pitch'd　their　pavilion　gay。

King　Nilaus　stood　on　the　turret's　top；　Had　all　around　in　sight：　〃Why　hold　those　heroes　their　lives　so　cheap；　That　it　lists　them　here　to　fight？

〃Now；　hear　me；　Sivard　Snaresvend；　Far　hast　thou　rov'd；　and　wide；　Those　warriors'　weapons　thou　shalt　prove；　To　their　tent　thou　must　straightway　ride。〃

It　was　Sivard　Snaresvend；　To　the　broad　tent　speeded　he　then：　〃I　greet　ye　fair；　in　my　master's　name；　All；　all；　ye　Dane　king's　men。

〃Now；　be　not　wroth　that　here　I　come；　I　come　as　a　warrior；　free：　The　battle　together　we　soon　will　prove；　Let　me　your　bearings　see。〃

There　stands　upon　the　first　good　shield　A　lion；　so　fierce　and　stark；　With　a　crown　on　his　head；　of　the　ruddy　gold；　That　is　King　Diderik's　mark。

There　shine　upon　the　second　shield　A　hammer　and　pincers　bright；　Them　carries　Vidrik　Verlandson；　Ne'er　gives　he　quarter　in　fight。

There　shines　upon　the　third　good　shield　A　falcon；　blazing　with　gold；　And　that　by　Helled　Hogan　is　borne；　No　knight；　than　he；　more　bold。

There　shines　upon　the　fourth　good　shield　An　eagle；　and　that　is　red；　Is　borne　by　none　but　Olger；　the　Dane；　He　strikes　his　foemen　dead。

There　shines　upon　the　fifth　good　shield　A　couchant　hawk；　on　a　wall；　That's　borne　by　Master　Hildebrand；　He　tries；　with　heroes；　a　fall。

And　now　comes　forth　the　sixth　good　shield　A　linden　is　thereupon；　And　that　by　young　Sir　Humble　is　borne；　King　Abelon's　eldest　son。

There　shines　upon　the　seventh　good　shield　A　spur；　of　a　fas