Then "breven, creven, dreven" and "bleven, eleven, dleven" and "pseven, spleven, threven" and so forth. At length he would hurl his pen across the room, pull at his hair, and light another cigarette. Cigarette always rhymed with cigarette. After a day or two of this drivel he produced a brief lyric with a certain fleetness of movement; it had small freight to carry.
"Himlen morkner, mens Jordens Trakt Straaler lys som i Stjernedragt. Himlen er bleven Jordens Gjaest Snart er det Julens sode Fest." It had been moved, seconded, and carried by acclamation that they should celebrate Christmas, not so much by a feast of reason as by a flow of soul and a bang-up dinner, to be followed by speeches and some sort of cheerful entertainment.
"I dragekampene og i Odinskikkelsen, er der nær tilslutning til norrön tradition; her må de i Nordengland bosatte Nordmænd have gjort sig gældende med et berigende og udviklende element. Dette gælder da ikke blot for Sivards saga, men også for Ragnar Lodbroks historie, for så vidt den fra först er bleven til i England.
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