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But Gudrun forgat not her woe, but brooded over it, how she might work some mighty shame against the king; and at nightfall she took to her the sons of King Atli and her as they played about the floor; the younglings waxed heavy of cheer, and asked what she would with them. "Ask me not," she said; "ye shall die, the twain of you!"
"Evil speech thou speakest," says Brynhild; "when thy wrath runs off thou wilt rue it; but come now, let us no more cast angry words one at the other!" Says Gudrun, "Thou wert the first to cast such words at me, and now thou makest as if thou wouldst amend it, but a cruel and hard heart abides behind." "Let us lay aside vain babble," says Brynhild.
There is also the inevitable deterioration in the character of Brynhild, without the compensating elevation in that of her rival by which the Nibelungen Lied places Chriemhild on a height as lofty and unapproachable as that occupied by the Norse Valkyrie; the Brynhild of Völsunga Saga is something of a virago, the Gudrun is jealous and shrewish.
He gets ready to leave Holyfell, and with him the sons of Gudrun, and they rode up into the Dales and first to the homestead at Tongue. Of Thorstein the Black and Lambi During the day Thorgils fetched up Thorstein the Black for a talk with him, and said, "As you know, you were one in the onset by the sons of Olaf when Bolli was slain, and you have made no atonement for your guilt to his sons.
Gudrun was tortured for something to say, to relieve the suspense. She twisted her face in a smile, and glanced knowingly, almost sneering, at Gerald. 'Truth is best, she said to him, with a grimace. But now again she was under his domination; now, because she had dealt him this blow; because she had destroyed him, and she did not know how he had taken it. She watched him.
Gudrun answers, "Tomorn will I ask her concerning this, who is the liefest to her of all men for a husband." Sigurd said, "Needs must I forbid thee this, and full surely wilt thou rue the deed if thou doest it." Now the next morning they sat in the bower, and Brynhild was silent; then spake Gudrun "Be merry, Brynhild!
Gudrun, always doubtful, dropped her heavy coat on the sledge, as he did his, and they set off. Suddenly she threw up her head and set off scudding along the road of snow, pulling her cap down over her ears. Her blue, bright dress fluttered in the wind, her thick scarlet stockings were brilliant above the whiteness.
Scarce a keen reader of runes art thou, if thou deemest thou hast beheld in them the bidding of thy sister to this journey: lo, I read the runes, and had marvel of so wise a woman as Gudrun is, that she should have miscut them; but that which lieth underneath beareth your bane with it, yea, either she lacked a letter, or others have dealt guilefully with the runes.
Gudrun quivered at the sight of the wrapped up paw. 'Oh I can manage with one hand. The canoe is as light as a feather, he said. 'There's Rupert! Rupert! Birkin turned from his social duties and came towards them. 'What have you done to it? asked Ursula, who had been aching to put the question for the last half hour. 'To my hand? said Gerald. 'I trapped it in some machinery.
The king answered, "Seldom does it befall that kings offer their daughters to any; yet in higher wise will it be done to offer her to this man, than to take lowly prayers for her from others." On a night Gudrun pours out the drink, and Sigurd beholds her how fair she is and how full of all courtesy.
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