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Detdiar sidj as efterluket wurden.
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NIÖRTHR AND SKATHI.

    The voice of her laughter
    Is sweet as the brook's
    When he hides in the valley
    'Neath moss-covered rocks.
    Yet my stay was not long —
Nine nights and no more — though my love was so strong !

    The towers of her father
    Black crags overhung,
    And downward, till evening,
    Their cold shadows flung ;
    The sun they close followed,
    Still holding, the while.
    Their ice-covered mantles
    'Twixt us and his smile.
    So my stay was not long —
Nine nights and no more — though my love was so strong !

    For how could I slumber !
    All night the storm's breath