“I see him on the table,
he beckons with his hand.
Ye friends of mine and kinsfolk
from the Burgundian land,
Cease fighting for a season,
and let one hear and see
What to the thane hath happen’d
through them who follow me.”
“I see him on the table,
he beckons with his hand.
Ye friends of mine and kinsfolk
from the Burgundian land,
Cease fighting for a season,
and let one hear and see
What to the thane hath happen’d
through them who follow me.”