And soon, full soon, shalt thou pay for him,

With the flesh hackt off from thy every limb!"

Look out, look out, Svend Vonved.

They drew a circle upon the sward; They both were dour, as the rocks are hard;

Forsooth, I tell you, their hearts were steeled,

The one to the other no jot would yield.

Look out, look out, Svend Vonved.

They fought for a day, they fought for two,

And so on the third they were fain to do;

But ere the fourth day reached the night,

The Brute-carl fell, and was slain outright.

Look out, look out, Svend Vonved. Svend Vonved binds his sword to his side,

Farther and farther he lists to ride; He rode at the foot of a hill so steep, There saw he a herd as he drove the sheep.

Look out, look out, Svend Vonved.

"Now listen, Herd, with the fleecy

"Cease thy loud bugle's clanging knell,"

Cried the fair youth, with silver voice;

"And for devotion's choral swell, Exchange the rude unhallowed noise.

66 To-day the ill-omened chase forbear,

Yon bell yet summons to the fane; To-day the Warning Spirit hear, To-morrow thou mayst mourn in vain."

"Away, and sweep the glades along!"

The Sable Hunter hoarse replies; "To muttering monks leave inatinsong,

And bells, and books, and mysteries."

But, live who can, or die who may, Still, "Forward, forward!" they go.

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