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