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CHAPTER XXVIII. GRETTIR COMES OUT TO ICELAND AGAIN.

[Songs extracted from the prose narrative.]


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[“Prithee, Audun, who can tell]

[Grettir.]
“Prithee, Audun, who can tell,
But that now thy throat shall swell;
That from rough hands thou shalt gain
By our strife a certain pain.
E'en such wrong as I have done,
I of yore from Audun won,
When the young, fell-creeping lad
At his hands a choking had.”