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is the tale the Northmen tell of how a great feud arose between the Volsungs and the Goths.

       Chapter XVI

       How Sigmund Fought His Last Battle

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Sigmund took Hiordis to wife, and was slain of the might of Odin.

       Chapter XVII

       The Story of the Magic Gold

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Sigurd was nurtured in Denmark.

       Chapter XVIII

       How Sigurd Slew the Dragon

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Sigurd slew Fafnir and Regin with the Magic Sword.

       Chapter XIX

       How Sigurd Won the Hand of Brunhild

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Sigurd braved the flames, and what befell.

       Chapter XX

       How the Curse of the Gold is Fulfilled

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Sigurd was foully slain in the land of the Niblungs.

       Chapter XXI

       The Boyhood of Frithiof the Bold

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Frithiof the Bold asked for the hand of Ingeborg the Fair.

       Chapter XXII

       Frithiof and Ingeborg

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Ingeborg went to dwell in Balder's grove.

       Chapter XXIII

       Frithiof Braves the Storm

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Frithiof the Bold went on a perilous adventure.

       Chapter XXIV

       Balder Forgives

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Frithiof the Bold was wedded to Ingeborg the Fair.

       Chapter XXV

       How the End of All Things Came About

       This is the tale the Northmen tell of how the End of All Things Came About.

       Pronouncing Index of Proper Names

       Table of Contents

      By James Russell Lowell

       Table of Contents

      "O Skald, sing now an olden song,

       Such as our fathers heard who led great lives;

       And, as the bravest on a shield is borne

       Along the waving host that shouts him king,

       So rode their thrones upon the thronging seas!"

      Then the old man arose: white-haired he stood,

       White-bearded, and with eyes that looked afar

       From their still region of perpetual snow,

       Over the little smokes and stirs of men:

       His head was bowed with gathered flakes of years,

       As winter bends the sea-foreboding pine,

       But something triumphed in his brow and eye,

       Which whoso saw it, could not see and crouch:

       Loud rang the emptied beakers as he mused,

       Brooding his eyried thoughts; then, as an eagle

       Circles smooth-winged above the wind-vexed woods,

       So wheeled his soul into the air of song

       High o'er the stormy hall; and thus he sang:

      "The fletcher for his arrow-shaft picks out

       Wood closest-grained, long-seasoned, straight as light;

       And, from a quiver full of such as these,

       The wary bow-man, matched against his peers,

       Long doubting, singles yet once more the best.

       Who is it that can make such shafts as Fate?

       What archer of his arrows is so choice,

       Or hits the white so surely? They are men,

       The chosen of her quiver; nor for her

       Will every reed suffice, or cross-grained stick

       At random from life's vulgar fagot plucked:

       Such answer household ends; but she will have

       Souls straight and clear, of toughest fibre, sound

       Down to the heart of heat; from these she strips

       All needless stuff, all sapwood; hardens them,

       From circumstance untoward feathers plucks

       Crumpled and cheap, and barbs with iron will:

       The hour that passes is her quiver-boy;

       When she draws bow,


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