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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409607" 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 IX. -- Thangbrand The Priest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Short of stature, large of limb,<br>Burly face and russet beard,<br>All the women stared at him,<br>When in Iceland he appeared.<br>'Look!' they said,<br>With nodding head,<br>'There goes Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All the prayers he knew by rote,<br>He could preach like Chrysostome,<br>From the Fathers he could quote,<br>He had even been at Rome,<br>A learned clerk,<br>A man of mark,<br>Was this Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was quarrelsome and loud,<br>And impatient of control,<br>Boisterous in the market crowd,<br>Boisterous at the wassail-bowl,<br>Everywhere<br>Would drink and swear,<br>Swaggering Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In his house this malcontent<br>Could the King no longer bear,<br>So to Iceland he was sent<br>To convert the heathen there,<br>And away<br>One summer day<br>Sailed this Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There in Iceland, o'er their books<br>Pored the people day and night,<br>But he did not like their looks,<br>Nor the songs they used to write.<br>'All this rhyme<br>Is waste of time!'<br>Grumbled Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the alehouse, where he sat<br>Came the Scalds and Saga-men;<br>Is it to be wondered at,<br>That they quarrelled now and then,<br>When o'er his beer<br>Began to leer<br>Drunken Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All the folk in Altafiord<br>Boasted of their island grand;<br>Saying in a single word,<br>'Iceland is the finest land<br>That the sun<br>Doth shine upon!'<br>Loud laughed Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he answered: 'What's the use<br>Of this bragging up and down,<br>When three women and one goose<br>Make a market in your town!'<br>Every Scald<br>Satires drawled<br>On poor Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Something worse they did than that;<br>And what vexed him most of all<br>Was a figure in shovel hat,<br>Drawn in charcoal on the wall;<br>With words that go<br>Sprawling below,<br>'This is Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hardly knowing what he did,<br>Then he smote them might and main,<br>Thorvald Veile and Veterlid<br>Lay there in the alehouse slain.<br>'To-day we are gold,<br>To-morrow mould!'<br>Muttered Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Much in fear of axe and rope,<br>Back to Norway sailed he then.<br>'O King Olaf! little hope<br>Is there of these Iceland men!'<br>Meekly said,<br>With bending head,<br>Pious Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest.</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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Burly face and russet beard,
All the women stared at him,
When in Iceland he appeared.
'Look!' they said,
With nodding head,
'There goes Thangbrand, Olaf's Priest.' 

All the prayers he knew by rote,
He could preac..."></div>
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