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Last night we left, but not for that
The revel or the banquet ceased;
With banner'd pole and wreathed hat,
Up over bank, on over brae,
Our comrades brought us on our way.

Agnes.

The mountain-side we danced along,
In couples now, and now in groups,—

Einar.

Drank luscious wine from silver stoups,—

Agnes.

Awoke the summer night with song,—

Einar.

And the thick mist before our feet
Beat an obsequious retreat.

Brand.

And now your way lies—?

Einar.

                         To the town
Before us.

Agnes.

           To my parents' home.

Einar.

First over yonder peak, then down
To the fjord haven in the west;
On Egir's courser through the foam
Ride homeward to the bridal feast,—
So to the sunny south together
Like paired swans in their first flight——