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Updated: May 8, 2025
Our minds, being sufficient to themselves, do not wish for victory but are content to elaborate our extravagance, if fortune aid, into wit or lyric beauty, and as for the rest 'There are nights when a king like Conchobar would spit upon his arm-ring and queens will stick out their tongues at the rising moon. This habit of the mind has made Oscar Wilde and Mr.
His name Frode almost looks as if his epithet Sapiens had become his popular appellation, and it befits him well. Frode was able to hang up an arm-ring of gold in three parts of his kingdom that no thief for many years dared touch. Was this ring the Brosinga men? Saxo has even recorded the Laws of Frode in four separate bits, which we give as A, B, C, D. Cf.
Next, seeing his arm-ring on the arm of the statue, for Helgi had taken it from Ingebjorg and placed it there, he tried to tear it off, and, lo! the image tottered and fell upon the fire that was burning with sweet perfumes before it. Scarcely had it touched the fire when it was ablaze, and the flames spreading rapidly on every side, the whole temple was soon a smoldering heap of ruins.
"It is my arm-ring," said Thorsten Vikingsson; "it is the spirit of the viking Soté." And forthwith he forced his way into the tomb, and, after a deadly conflict with the specter, regained his treasure. And the two friends sailed home in triumph.
Within a mighty vault, forming a still, cold tomb, there lay a vessel all complete, with masts and spars and anchor; and on the deck there sat a grim skeleton clad in a robe of flame, and on his skinless arm glittered the golden arm-ring wrought by Völund. The figure held in his left hand a blood-stained sword, from which he was trying to scour away the stains.
Next was an arm-ring of pure gold, made by the god Völund, and given by him to one of Thorsten Vikingsson's forefathers. Once it was stolen and carried to England by the viking Soté, but Thorsten and his friend King Belé pursued the robber. Over the sea they sailed after the viking, and landed at a lonely place where the rocks reared up their sharp points and made the coast dangerous.
"Have I ever wounded you more deeply than a trinket would cure?" he demanded. And behold, she had already forgotten the matter, to catch at the huge arm-ring which was slipping up and down his sleeve, so loose a fit was it. "What Grendel's neck did you take it from! If it had but an opening, I could use it for a belt." Smiling, the King looked down on his monster bracelet.
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