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CHAPTER XVIII. THE DEATH OF HELGA THE FAIR.

[Songs extracted from the prose narrative.]


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[“Dead in mine arms she droopeth]

[Thorkel.]
“Dead in mine arms she droopeth,
My dear one, gold-rings' bearer,
For God hath changed the life-days
Of this Lady of the linen.
Weary pain hath pined her,
But unto me, the seeker
Of hoard of fishes' highway,
Abiding here is wearier.”