Chapter_1653

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Then spake the doughty Dankwart:

“In sooth I cannot say,

But there must be no resting

before the dawn of day;

Then, wheresoe’er we find it,

upon the grass we’ll lie.”

Some, when they heard this bidding,

were sore aggrieved thereby.