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[“O wise sun of golden stall]

[Grettir.]
“O wise sun of golden stall,
When thy sire comes back to hall,
Thou mayst tell him without sin
This, though little lies therein,
That thou saw'st me ride hereby,

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With but two in company,
Past the door of Skeggi's son,
Nigh his hearth, O glittering one.”