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Hervor.
I shall keep and take in my hand the sharp sword, if I may obtain it. I do not think that fire will burn, which plays about the sight of deceased men.
Angantyr.
O conceited Hervor, thou art mad: rather than thou, in a moment, shouldest fall into the fire, I will give thee the sword out of the tomb, young maid; and not hide it from thee.
[Here the sword was delivered to Hervor out of the tomb, who proceeds thus.]
Hervor.
Thou didst well, thou offspring of heroes, that thou didst send me the sword
