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 | CHAPTER XVII. OF GRETTIR'S VOYAGE OUT. The Collected Works of William Morris |  |
[“Grettir, stand up from thy grave]
“Grettir, stand up from thy grave,
In the trough of the grey wave
The keel labours, tell my say
Now unto thy merry may;
From thy hands the linen-clad
Fill of sewing now has had,
Till we make the land will she
Deem that labour fitteth thee.”
In the trough of the grey wave
The keel labours, tell my say
Now unto thy merry may;
From thy hands the linen-clad
Fill of sewing now has had,
Till we make the land will she
Deem that labour fitteth thee.”
Then Grettir stood up and sang:
“Stand we up, for neath us now
Rides the black ship high enow;
This fair wife will like it ill
If my limbs are laid here still;
Certes, the white trothful one
Will not deem the deed well done,
If the work that I should share
Other folk must ever bear.”
Rides the black ship high enow;
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If my limbs are laid here still;
Certes, the white trothful one
Will not deem the deed well done,
If the work that I should share
Other folk must ever bear.”
| CHAPTER XVII. OF GRETTIR'S VOYAGE OUT. The Collected Works of William Morris | |