5. Out of doors in the castle-court They busked them in cloaks of skin, And so went they to the hall gallery, Where the King of Upsala sat within. 6. In came Young Helmer the Warrior, And stood before the board; "O King, I pray thee, give me thy daughter,-- I wait thy friendly word." 7. In there came Young Angelfyr, And gold shone on his hand: "O King, I pray thee, give me thy daughter And quit thee from this thy land." 8. Long and long stood the King of Upsala, And pondered silently, How those heroes who stood before him He might answer fittingly. 9. It was the King of Upsala, And he spake this word theretil: "I give my daughter to that man only Who has won him her goodwill." 10. "I give thee thanks, my father dear, That the choice thou lay'st on me; I give myself to Young Helmer the Warrior, For a noble man is he. 11. "I will not wed me to Angelfyr: For he is half a troll;-- So is his father, and so his mother, And so are his kinsfolk all." 12. Then up and spake Young Angelfyr As he stood and pondered there: "We both will take us forth to the courtyard, And fight for the maiden fair." 13. It was the King of Upsala, And answered he forthright: "O the swords they be keen, and the lads they be bold, And may measure them well in a fight." 14. Then up and rose Young Angelfyr Where he his sword out drew; And up rose Young Helmer the Warrior, Whom he to the earth did hew. 15. Offue he stands in Uthiss-kier And far and wide looks he: "O somewhere is Helmer suffering pain, For I feel such woe in the heart of me." 16. Offue he stands in Uthiss-kier And looks o'er the wide, wide heath: "O what can be harming my two sons today, And why are they both so wroth?" 17. It was Offue in Uthiss-kier; He sprang on his red-roan steed. And so came he to the King's courtyard, Ere Helmer was dead indeed. 18. "O hearken, hearken, Young Helmer, Beloved son of mine: Thy noble sword from out thy hands Why didst thou list to tine?" 19. "Eight are the mortal wounds I bear, They are both deep and sore; And had I only one of them I could not live an hour." 20. O it was Offue in Uthiss-kier, And he his sword out drew;-- And O it was Young Angelfyr Whom down to the earth he slew. 21. "Lie thou there, Young Angelfyr And bleed till thou art dead; So woeful was I in my heart When I saw how Helmer bled. 22. "Lie thou there, Young Angelfyr, And lose thy life-blood all. So woeful was I in my heart When I saw Young Helmer fall."