The Story of Sigurd the Volsung

d and whose name was Hallblithe: he was fair, strong, and not u

stage, who was of the House of the Rose, wherein it w

he kindred gainsaid their love, and th

ard the house, and so presently they rode through the garth gate; and there was no man but he about the house, so he rose up and went to meet them, and he saw that they were but three in company: they had weapons with them, and their horses were of the b

e bite and sup, and hay and corn also for your horses; and then if ye needs must ride on your way, depart when ye are rested; or else if ye

springtide are waxing, the hours of our lives are waning; nor may we abide unless thou canst truly tell us that this is the

"Thanks have thou! but we need something more than meat and dri

ays are many: so many that he who hath forgotten how to laug

three cried

Land? Is th

en die when their hour comes, nor know I if the days of their life be long enough for the forgetting of sorrow; for I am young and not yet a yokefellow of sorrow; but this I know, that they are long enough for the doing of deeds that shall not die. And as for Lord, I know not this word, fo

n him, but cried out

e Land! This is

ttering up the road that led to the pass of the mountains. But Hallblithe hearkened wondering, till the soun