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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409604" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Musician's Tale; The Saga of King Olaf II. -- The King's Return</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And King Olaf heard the cry,<br>Saw the red light in the sky,<br>Laid his hand upon his sword,<br>As he leaned upon the railing,<br>And his ships went sailing, sailing<br>Northward into Drontheim fiord. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There he stood as one who dreamed;<br>And the red light glanced and gleamed<br>On the armor that he wore;<br>And he shouted, as the rifted<br>Streamers o'er him shook and shifted,<br>'I accept thy challenge, Thor!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To avenge his father slain,<br>And reconquer realm and reign,<br>Came the youthful Olaf home,<br>Through the midnight sailing, sailing,<br>Listening to the wild wind's wailing,<br>And the dashing of the foam. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To his thoughts the sacred name<br>Of his mother Astrid came,<br>And the tale she oft had told<br>Of her flight by secret passes<br>Through the mountains and morasses,<br>To the home of Hakon old. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then strange memories crowded back<br>Of Queen Gunhild's wrath and wrack,<br>And a hurried flight by sea;<br>Of grim Vikings, and the rapture<br>Of the sea-fight, and the capture,<br>And the life of slavery. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How a stranger watched his face<br>In the Esthonian market-place,<br>Scanned his features one by one,<br>Saying, 'We should know each other;<br>I am Sigurd, Astrid's brother,<br>Thou art Olaf, Astrid's son!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then as Queen Allogia's page,<br>Old in honors, young in age,<br>Chief of all her men-at-arms;<br>Till vague whispers, and mysterious,<br>Reached King Valdemar, the imperious,<br>Filling him with strange alarms. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then his cruisings o'er the seas,<br>Westward to the Hebrides,<br>And to Scilly's rocky shore;<br>And the hermit's cavern dismal,<br>Christ's great name and rites baptismal<br>In the ocean's rush and roar. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All these thoughts of love and strife<br>Glimmered through his lurid life,<br>As the stars' intenser light<br>Through the red flames o'er him trailing,<br>As his ships went sailing, sailing,<br>Northward in the summer night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Trained for either camp or court,<br>Skilful in each manly sport,<br>Young and beautiful and tall;<br>Art of warfare, craft of chases,<br>Swimming, skating, snow-shoe races,<br>Excellent alike in all. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When at sea, with all his rowers,<br>He along the bending oars<br>Outside of his ship could run.<br>He the Smalsor Horn ascended,<br>And his shining shield suspended<br>On its summit, like a sun. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the ship-rails he could stand,<br>Wield his sword with either hand,<br>And at once two javelins throw;<br>At all feasts where ale was strongest<br>Sat the merry monarch longest,<br>First to come and last to go. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Norway never yet had seen<br>One so beautiful of mien,<br>One so royal in attire,<br>When in arms completely furnished,<br>Harness gold-inlaid and burnished,<br>Mantle like a flame of fire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus came Olaf to his own,<br>When upon the night-wind blown<br>Passed that cry along the shore;<br>And he answered, while the rifted<br>Streamers o'er him shook and shifted,<br>'I accept thy challenge, Thor!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q>
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Saw the red light in the sky,
Laid his hand upon his sword,
As he leaned upon the railing,
And his ships went sailing, sailing
Northward into Drontheim fiord. 

There he stood as one who dreamed;
And the red light glan..."></div>
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