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 | CHAPTER LXIII. HOW GRETTIR BEGUILED
THORIR OF GARTH WHEN HE WAS NIGH
TAKING HIM.
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[“Now make I no battle-field]
[Grettir.]
“Now make I no battle-field
With the searching stems of shield.
Rife with danger is my day,
And alone I go my way:
Nor shall I go meet, this tide,
Odin's storm, but rather bide
Whatso fate I next may have;
Scarce, then, shalt thou deem me brave.
With the searching stems of shield.
Rife with danger is my day,
And alone I go my way:
Nor shall I go meet, this tide,
Odin's storm, but rather bide
Whatso fate I next may have;
Scarce, then, shalt thou deem me brave.
“Thence where Thorir's company
Thronging ride, I needs must flee;
If with them I raised the din,
Little thereby should I win;
Brave men's clashing swords I shun,
Woods must hide the hunted one;
For through all things, good and ill,
Unto life shall I hold still.”
Thronging ride, I needs must flee;
If with them I raised the din,
Little thereby should I win;
Brave men's clashing swords I shun,
Woods must hide the hunted one;
For through all things, good and ill,
Unto life shall I hold still.”
| CHAPTER LXIII. HOW GRETTIR BEGUILED
THORIR OF GARTH WHEN HE WAS NIGH
TAKING HIM.
The Collected Works of William Morris | |