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[“Now is the sea a-swelling]

[Frithiof.]
“Now is the sea a-swelling,
And sweepeth the rack on ward;
Spells of old days cast o'er us
Make ocean all unquiet;
No more shall we be striving
Mid storm with wash of billows,
But Solundir shall shelter
Our ship with ice-beat rock-walls.”