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ARGANTYR. Fond exulting daughter, know These transports work thee lasting woe; By the keen edge ('tis thus decreed) Thy sons, e'en Hydreks' self, shall bleed. HERVOR. I must to my ships repair; 'Tis nought to me; be that their care ; If in the purple fount of life They steep the steel in mortal strife, By no ignoble stroke they fall, And sink with joy to Odin's hall.
ARGANTYR. Hark, e'en now with sullen moan Victims twelve beneath thee groan : Armed in paternal might, Go forth, my child, and dare the fight ;
Angrim's portion'd wealth is thine;
HERVOR. Now, in the silence of the tomb, Dwell undisturb'd till final doom: I must tread my destin'd road, And speed me from this drear abode ; For here, as still my steps I turn, Flaky fires around me burn.
THE NORTHERN MYTHOLOGY.
By the Same.
Hear, ye Rulers of the North,
O’er desolation's gloomy plain,
Mark the sable feline coat, Spotted girdle velvet-wrought; Mark the skin of glistening snake, Sleeping seiz'd in forest brake; Mark the radiant crystal stone, On which days Sovereign never shone, From the cavern dark and deep Digg'd i' th' hour of mortal sleep; Mark the cross, in mystic round Meetly o'er the sandal bound, And the symbols grav'd thereon, Holiest Tetragrammaton! Now while midnight torches gleam, Rivals of the Moon's pale beam, On ocean's unfrequented shore Some moss-grown ruin silvering o'er. While the flame of resinous fire Mounts aloft in curling spire ; I scatter round this charmed room, The fragrance of the myrrh's perfume ; And, bending o'er this consecrated sword, Confirm each murmur'd spell, each inly-thril