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Portrait of Snorri Sturluson Snorri Sturluson Heimskringla — Saga of Olaf Herladson…

Or here in cell, As heavenly saint, To heal men's plaint, May our gold-giver Live here for ever! "King Olaf there To hold a share On earth prepared, Nor labour spared A seat to win From heaven's great King; Which he has won Next God's own Son. "His holy form, Untouched by worm, Lies at this day Where good men pray, And nails and hair Grow fresh and fair; His cheek is red, His flesh not dead. "Around his bier, Good people hear The small bells ring Over the king, Or great bell toll; And living soul Not one can tell Who tolls the bell.
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Portrait of Snorri Sturluson Snorri Sturluson Heimskringla — Saga of Olaf Herladson…

Will ye now adopt my proposal -- then shalt thou, friend Thorer, and thou, Harek, go under the banner which we will all of us raise up, and then follow. Let us all be speedy and determined in the resolution we have taken, and put ourselves so at the head of the bondes' army that they see no distrust in us; for then will the common man advance with spirit when we go merrily to work in placing the army in battle-order, and in encouraging the people to the strife.
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