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HERVOR .

A WAKE , Argantyr, Hervor, the only daughter of thee and Suafu doth awaken thee. Give me out of the tomb, the hardened sword, which the dwarfs made for Suafurlama. Hervardur, Hiorvardur, Hrani, and Argantyr, with helmet and coat of mail, and a sharp sword; with shield and accoutrements, and bloody spear, I wake you all, under the roots of trees. Are the sons of Andgrym, who delighted in mischief, now become dust and ashes? Can none of Eyvor's sons now speak with me, out of the habitations of the dead? Harvardur, Hiovardur! So may you all be within your ribs, as a thing that is hanged up to putrefy among insects, unless you deliver me the sword which the dwarfs made, and the glorious belt.

ARGANTYR .

Daughter Hervor, full of spells to raise the dead, why dost thou call so? Wilt thou run on to thy own mischief? Thou art mad, and out of thy senses, who art desperately resolved to awaken dead men. I was not buried either by father, or other friends. Two which lived after me, got Tirfing , one of whom is now possessor thereof.

HERVOR .

Thou dost not tell the truth: So let Odin hide thee in the tomb, as thou hast Tirfing by thee. Art thou unwilling, Argantyr, to give an inheritance to thy only child?

ARGANTYR .

I will tell thee, Hervor, what will come to pass: this Tirfing, will, if thou dost believe me, destroy almost all thy offspring. Thou shalt have a son, who afterwards must possess Tirfing, and many think that he will be called Heidrek by the people.

HERVOR .

I do by enchantments make, that the dead shall never enjoy rest, unless Argantyr deliver me Tirfing.

ARGANTYR .

Young maid, I say thou art of manlike courage, who dost rove about by night to tombs, with spear engraven with magical spells, with helmet, and coat of mail, before the door of our hall.

HERVOR .

I took thee for a brave man, before I found out your hall. Give me out of the tomb the workmanship of the dwarfs, which hates all coats of mail; it is not good for thee to hide it.

ARGANTYR .

The death of Hialmar lies under my shoulders; it is all wrapt up in fire: I know no maid in any country, that dares this sword take in hand.

HERVOR .

I shall keep, and take in my hand, the sharp sword, if I may obtain it. I do not think that fire will burn, which plays about the sight of deceased men.

ARGANTYR .

O conceited Hervor, thou art mad. Rather than thou in a moment shouldest fall into the fire, I will give thee the sword out of the tomb, young maid, and not hide it from thee.

HERVOR .

Thou dost well, thou offspring of Heroes, that thou didst send me the sword out of the tomb. I am now better pleased, O Prince! to have it, than if I had got all Norway.

ARGANTYR .

False woman, thou dost not understand, that thou speakest foolishly of that in which thou dost rejoice. For Tirfing shall, if thou wilt believe me, maid, destroy all thy offspring.

HERVOR .

I must go to my seamen. Here I have no mind to stay longer. Little do I care, O Royal Friend! what my sons hereafter quarrel about.

ARGANTYR .

Take and keep Hialmar's bane, which thou shalt long have and enjoy. Touch but the edges of it, there is poison in both of them: it is a most cruel devourer of men.

HERVOR .

I shall keep, and take in hand, the sharp sword which thou hast let me have: I do not fear, O slain Father! what my sons hereafter may quarrel about.

ARGANTYR .

Farewell, daughter! I do quickly give thee twelve men's death; if thou canst believe with might and courage: even all the goods that Andgrym's sons left behind them.

HERVOR .

Dwell all of you safe in the tomb. I must be gone and hasten hence, for I seem to be in the midst of a place where fire burns round about me.
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