The Englishman and the Scandinavian: Or, A Comparison of Anglo-Saxon and Old Norse Literature |
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Alcuin Althing ancient Angantyr Anglo Anglo-Saxon Archbishop Arne Magnusson Arngrim Baldr ballads battle Bede Beowulf Bishop blood called century chariot Christian Christiania Chronicle Church Copenhagen court Cuchulaind Danes Danish daughter death died earth Egil Egil Saga England English Fagrskinna father fell Ferdiad Frodi German giant gods gold Gudrun Gunlaug Hacon hall hand Hávamál heathen heaven hero horse Hrafn ibid Icelandic Irish island Jarl Jotuns king king's land language Latin learned legend letter Loki Magnus monks mythic never North Northmen Norway Odin Olaf old Edda old Norse Old Northern Ole Worm original Pagan poem poet poetic poetry priest Prose Edda race ring Roman Rome runes Runic Sæmund Saga Saxon scalds Scandinavian shields Sigurd Skalholt Snorri songs spear stone Swerrir sword tale tell thee things Thor thou tion tongue verse Völuspá word Worm writing
Popular passages
Page 146 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him haply slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Page 369 - See the grisly texture grow, ("Tis of human entrails made,) And the weights, that play below, Each a gasping warrior's head. Shafts for shuttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along Sword, that once a Monarch bore, Keep the tissue close and strong.
Page 161 - ... the lord rade, and the foal slade; he lighted, and he righted, set joint to joint, bone to bone, and sinew to sinew, heal in the holy ghost's name!
Page 369 - Ne'er again his likeness see; Long her strains in sorrow steep, Strains of immortality! Horror covers all the heath, Clouds of carnage blot the sun: Sisters! weave the web of death: Sisters! cease; the work is done.
Page 417 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. " And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather.
Page 258 - Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters, and maketh the clouds his chariot, and walketh upon the wings of the wind.
Page 103 - THE were was therefore the penalty by which his safety was guarded, and his crimes prevented or punished. If he violated certain laws, it was his legal mulct; if he were himself attacked, it was the penalty inflicted on others. Hence it became the measure and mark of a man's personal rank and consequence, because its amount was exactly regulated by his condition in life.
Page 2 - A great number of them which purchased these superstitious mansions, reserved those library books, some to serve their jakes, some to scour their candlesticks, and to rub their boots. Some they sold to the grocers and soapsellers, and some they sent over sea to the bookbinders; not in small numbers, but at times whole ships full, to the wondering of foreign nations.
Page 492 - They ceased. They threw away their arms from them into the hands of their charioteers. Each of them approached the other forthwith, and each put his hands around the other's neck, and gave him three kisses. Their horses were in the same paddock that night, and their charioteers at the same fire; and their charioteers spread beds of green rushes for them, fitted with wounded men's pillows.
Page 494 - the warrior who is against thee casts thee away as a lewd woman would cast her child. He throws thee as foam is thrown by the river. He grinds thee as a mill would grind fresh malt. He pierces thee as the felling axe would pierce the oak. He binds thee as the woodbine binds the tree. He darts on thee as the hawk darts on small birds, so that henceforth thou hast nor call nor right nor claim to valour or bravery to the end of time and life, thou little fairy phantom,