(Refrain) N˙ | fellur | rÌ | man | yvir tann] breia | fjˆr; | har | liggur ein | bÛn- | di | deyur Ì | dˆkkari | jˆrd! | N˙ | fellur | rÌ- | man. ||] _Variations of Refrain of The Ballad of Arngrim's Sons_ (1) I SÿRVAGI. [Music] (2) [Music] (3) KVALBÿ. [Music] (4) [Music] THE BALLAD OF ARNGRIM'S SONS. 1. High on a lofty mountain Does Arngrim his castle hold; He has eleven noble sons, And his twelfth is a champion bold. Refrain: _Noble men are sailing now from Norway, And a fair breeze bears them o'er the wave._ 2. He has eleven noble sons, Each skilled to wield his brand; And mightiest of all is Angantyr Who comes from Bjarnaland. 3. He has eleven noble sons, Beneath oak-trees live they; And Angantyr lives with them there And a warrior bold is he. 4. Arngrim and the Earl's lady, Children so fine had they-- Their daughter was named Hervik, Who governed land and fee. 5. This maiden was named Hervik, 'Fore all men I declare, She tilted in the tourney When the lads were playing there. 6. She tilted in the tourney Among the lads so strong. Then blood was up and blood was shed Ere she had played her long. 7. Down then sat the lads there; Angry were they each one.-- "Better than fighting us so fiercely Go 'venge thy father anon!" 8. Water she cast on her armour; She list no longer to fight, But went and stood before her mother, With cheeks all red and white. 9. "O hearken, hearken my Mother dear, The truth from thee would I know.-- Was my father slain in battle Or did he die on straw?" 10. "No truer tale can I tell to thee, My daughter whom I love: He fell before the bold ÷rvarodd To the South in Isan's Grove. 11. "I can tell thee no truer, my daughter dear Than I tell as here I stand;-- He fell before the bold ÷rvarodd To the South in Isan's Land." 12. She took her quickly to a chest Which guarded gold and fee; She drew a shirt from out the chest, And flung it on Hervik's knee. 13. She drew a shirt from out the chest, All bloodstained where it had lain.-- "Here may'st thou see the very same shirt In which thy father was slain." 14. Up then rose Hervik the Earl's daughter And manned ship hastily; Its cables were of shining gold, All twisted cunningly. 15. Up then rose Hervik the Earl's daughter, And decked her ship so fine, And bade them store within the hold Both ale and costly wine.