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THE
RANSOME
OF
EGILL the SCALD.
I Came by sea from the west. I bring in my bosom the gift of Odin. Thus was my passage: I launched into the ocean in ships of Iceland: my mind is deep laden with the songs of the gods.
I offer my freight unto the king: I owe a poem for my ransome. I present to the English chief the songs of Odin. Renown is imperfect without songs. My lays resound his praise; I
