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The ferryman spake: 2."What kind of a peasant is yon, that calls o'er the bay?"
Thor spake:
3."Ferry me over the sound; I will feed thee therefor in the morning;
A basket I have on my back, and food therein, none better;
At leisure I ate, ere the house I left,
Of herrings and porridge, so plenty I had."
The ferryman spake:
4."Of thy morning feats art thou proud, but the future thou knowest not wholly;
Doleful thine home-coming is: thy mother, me thinks, is dead."
Thor spake:
5."Now hast thou said what to each must seem
The mightiest grief, that my mother is dead."
