English poem
Then to the band of wanderers the lordly Hagen said
by Mary Pickering Nichols (1829–1915)
Then to the band of wanderers the lordly Hagen said: “Do what now I bid you, and a home for you is made. Never will King Hettel dare for your harm to seek you Within my land and kingdom; it were a wrong to me from hence to take you.”
He bade they should be sheltered, at once, within his town; Then to his men and lieges he made his wishes known, That now unto the wanderers all honor should be granted. The water-weary sailors soon found the rest that they so long had wanted.
Then the townsmen freely did the king’s behest; To do it they were ready: houses, the very best, Forty, or even over, were empty left, to be taken By the Danish sailors; their homes, by the king’s good lieges were willingly forsaken.
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