Summary

The Return of the Dead, and Other Ballads

But at length up and down in the palace she strayed,
Her colour and hair began swiftly to fade.
What eye has seen ever so wondrous a case?
The boy his own spurs to his heel cannot brace.
p. 21The horse-boy is brought to so wondrous a plight,
To draw his own weapon he has not the might.
The son of the King to five damsels now sends,
And Ingeborg fair to their care he commends.
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The Return of the Dead, and Other Ballads

And thou ’neath the linen shalt sleep by my side.”
p. 20Three years in the palace good service she wrought,
That she was a woman no one ever thought.
She filled for three years of a horse-boy the place,
And the steeds of the monarch she drove out to graze.
She led for three years the King’s steeds to the brook,
For else than a youth no one Ingeborg took.
Proud Ingeborg knows how to make the dames gay,
She also can sing in such ravishing way.
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The Return of the Dead, and Other Ballads

Upon the blue cushions they Ingeborg laid,
Where light of two beautiful sons she is made.
Then in came the prince, smiled the babies to view:
“’Tis not every horse-boy can bear such a two.”
He patted her soft on her cheek sleek and fair:
“Forget my heart’s dearest all sorrow and care.”
He placed the gold crown on her temples I ween:
“With me shalt thou live as my wife and my Queen.”
p. 22SONG
I’ve pleasure not a little
A dancing youth to see,
Nor less—one single tittle—
An old man full of glee.
To dance I ever glory
With those of youthful mien
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