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A RUNIC ODE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Yes - 'tis decreed my sword no more
Last Line: As e'er in battle bar'd my breast.
Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers; Death; War; Dead, The


A R G U M E N T.

Regner Ladbrog, a King of one of the Northern Nations, being mortally stung by
a Viper, before the Venom had reach'd his Vitals, broke out into the following
Verses.

I.
YES—'tis decreed my Sword no more
Shall smoke and blush with hostile Gore;
To my great Father's Feasts I go,
Where luscious Wines for ever flow,
Which from the hollow Sculls we drain,
Of Kings in furious Combat slain.

II.
Death, to the Brave a blest Resort,
Brings us to awful Odin's Court;
Where with old Warriors mix'd we dwell,
Recount our Wounds, our Triumphs tell;
Me, will they own as bold a Guest,
As e'er in Battle bar'd my Breast.





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