 | American poems, selected and original |  |
In fury Sivard seiz'd his shining shield,
His mail, his helm and spear;
He mounts his car, he thunders o'er the field;
And Norway knows to fear.
His mail, his helm and spear;
He mounts his car, he thunders o'er the field;
And Norway knows to fear.
| American poems, selected and original | |