English poem
The wild young Hagen also the strength of twelve did own
by Mary Pickering Nichols (1829–1915)
The wild young Hagen also the strength of twelve did own; And for this, thro’ all his lifetime, praise by him was won. But both to him and the maidens ’twas pain and sorrow only, To think that they forever must pass their lives in a waste so sad and lonely.
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- The wicked Gerlind answered: “Now daily to the beach
- The youthful knights were singing, as they left the field
- Then came a fencing-master, and began his craft to show
- Then from the water turning, both fled away in haste
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