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The great hall was smitten silent and its mirth to fear was turned,
For the wrath of the King was kindled, and the eyes of Atli burned,
And he cried as they trembled before him: “Let me see the heart of my foe!
Fear ye to mock King Atli till his head in the dust be alow!”
For the wrath of the King was kindled, and the eyes of Atli burned,
And he cried as they trembled before him: “Let me see the heart of my foe!
Fear ye to mock King Atli till his head in the dust be alow!”
| The Collected Works of William Morris | |