Complete works of willia.., p.610
Complete Works of William Morris, page 610
CHAPTER VI. FRITHIOF SAILS FOR THE ORKNEYS.
SO when Frithiof and his men were come out of the Sognfirth there fell on them great wind and storm, and an exceeding heavy sea: but the ship drave on swiftly, for sharp built she was, and the best to breast the sea. So now Frithiof sang:
“Oft let I swim from Sogn
My tarred ship sooty-sided,
When maids sat o’er the mead-horn
Amidst of Baldur’s Meadows;
Now while the storm is wailing
Farewell I bid you maidens,
Still shall ye love us, sweet ones,
Though Ellidi the sea fill.”
Said Biorn: “Thou mightest well find other work to do than singing songs over the maids of Baldur’s Meadows.”
“Of such work shall I not speedily run dry, though,” said Frithiof. Then they bore up north to the sounds nigh those isles that are called Solundir, and therewith was the gale at its hardest.
Then sang Frithiof:
“Now is the sea a-swelling,
And sweepeth the rack onward;
Spells of old days cast o’er us
Make ocean all unquiet;
No more shall we be striving
Mid storm with wash of billows,
But Solundir shall shelter
Our ship with ice-beat rock-walls.”
So they lay to under the lee of the isles hight Solundir, and were minded to abide there; but straightway thereon the wind fell: then they turned away from under the lee of the islands, and now their voyage seemed hopeful to them, because the wind was fair awhile: but soon it began to freshen again.
Then sang Frithiof:
“In days foredone
From Foreness strana
I rowed to meet
Maid Ingibiorg;
But now I sail
Through chilly storm
And wide away
My long-worm driveth.”
And now when they were come far out into the main, once more the sea waxed wondrous troubled, and a storm arose with so great drift of snow, that none might see the stem from the stern; and they shipped seas, so that they must be ever a-baling. So Frithiof sang:
“The salt waves see we nought
As seaward drive we ever
Before the witch-wrought weather,
We well-famed kings’-defenders:
Here are we all a-standing,
With all Solundir hull-down,
Eighteen brave lads a-baling
Black Ellidi to bring home.”
Said Biorn: “Needs must he who fareth far fall in with diverse hap.” “Yea, certes, foster-brother,” said Frithiof. And he sang withal:
“Helgi it is that helpeth
The white-head billows’ waxing;
Cold time unlike the kissing
In the close of Baldur’s Meadow!
So is the hate of Helgi
To that heart’s love she giveth.
O would that here I held her,
Gift high above all giving!”
“Maybe,” said Biorn, “she is looking higher than thou now art: what matter when all is said?”
“Well,” says Frithiof, “now is the time to show ourselves to be men of avail, though blither tide it was at Baldur’s Meadows.”
So they turned to in manly wise, for there were the bravest of men come together in the best ship of the Northlands. But Frithiof sang a stave:
“So come in the West-sea,
Nought see I the billows,
The sea-water seemeth As sweeping of wild-fire.
Topple the rollers,
Toss the hills swan-white,
Ellidi wallows
O’er steep of the wave-hills.”
Then they shipped a huge sea, so that all stood a-baling. But Frithiof sang:
“With love-moved mouth the maiden
Me pledgeth though I founder.
Ah! bright sheets lay a-bleaching,
East there on brents the swan loves.”
Biorn said: “Art thou of mind belike that the maids of Sogn will weep many tears over thee?”
Said Frithiof: “Surely that was in my mind.”
Therewith so great a sea broke over the bows, that the water came in like the in-falling of a river; but it availed them much that the ship was so good, and the crew aboard her so hardy.
Now sang Biorn:
“No widow, methinks,
To thee or me drinks:
No ring-bearer fair
Biddeth draw near;
Salt are our eyne
Soaked in the brine;
Strong our arms are no more,
And our eyelids smart sore.”
Quoth Asmund: “Small harm though your arms be tried somewhat, for no pity we had from you when we rubbed our eyes whenas ye must needs rise early a-mornings to go to Baldur’s Meadows.”
“Well,” said Frithiof, “why singest thou not, Asmund?”
“Not I,” said Asmund; yet sang a ditty straightway:
“Sharp work about the sail was
When o’er the ship seas tumbled,
And there was I a-working
Within-board ‘gainst eight balers;
Better it was to bower,
Bringing the women breakfast,
Than here to be ‘mid billows
Black Ellidi a-baling.”
“Thou accountest thy help of no less worth than it is?” said Frithiof, laughing therewith; “but sure it showeth the thrall’s blood in thee that thou wouldst fain be awaiting at table.”
Now it blew harder and harder yet, so that to those who were aboard liker to huge peaks and mountains than to waves seemed the sea-breakers that crashed on all sides against the ship.
Then Frithiof sang:
“On bolster I sat
In Baldur’s Mead erst,
And all songs that I could
To the king’s daughter sang;
Now on Ran’s bed belike
Must I soon be a-lying,
And another shall be
By Ingibiorg’s side.”
Biorn said: “Great fear lieth ahead of us, fosterbrother, and now dread hath crept into thy words, which is ill with such a good man as thou.”
Says Frithiof: “Neither fear nor fainting is it, though I sing now of those our merry journeys; yet perchance more hath been said of them than need was: but most men would think death surer than life, if they were so bested as we be.”
“Yet shall I answer thee somewhat,” said Biorn, and sang:
“Yet one gain have I gotten
Thou gatst not ‘mid thy fortune,
For meet play did I make me
With Ingibiorg’s eight maidens;
Red rings we laid together
Aright in Baldur’s Meadow,
When far off was the warder
Of the wide land ofHalf dan.”
“Well,” said he, “we must be content with things as they are, foster-brother.”
Therewith so great a sea smote them, that the bulwark was broken and both the sheets, and four men were washed overboard and all lost.
Then sang Frithiof:
“Both sheets are bursten
Amid the great billows,
Four swains are sunk In the fathomless sea.”
“Now, meseems,” said Frithiof, “it may well be that some of us will go to the house of Ran, nor shall we deem us well sped if we come not thither in glorious array; wherefore it seems good to me that each man of us here should have somewhat of gold on him.”
Then he smote asunder the ring, Ingibiorg’s gift, and shared it between all his men, and sang a stave withal:
“The red ring here I hew me
Once owned of Halfdan’s father,
The wealthy lord of erewhile,
Or the sea waves undo us,
So on the guests shall gold be,
If we have need of guesting;
Meet so for mighty men-folk
Amid Ran’s hall to hold them.”
“Not all so sure is it that we come there,” said Biorn; “and yet it may well be so.”
Now Frithiof and his folk found that the ship had great way on her, and they knew not what lay ahead, for all was mirk on either board, so that none might see the stem or stern from amidships; and therewith was there great drift of spray amid the furious wind, and frost, and snow, and deadly cold.
Now Frithiof went up to the masthead, and when he came down he said to his fellows: “A sight exceeding wondrous have I seen, for a great whale went in a ring about the ship, and I misdoubt me that we come nigh to some land, and that he is keeping the shore against us; for certes King Helgi has dealt with us in no friendly wise, neither will this his messenger be friendly. Moreover I saw two women on the back of the whale, and they it is who will have brought this great storm on us with the worst of spells and witchcraft; but now we shall try which may prevail, my fortune or their devilry, so steer ye at your straightest, and I will smite these evil things with beams.”
Therewith he sang a stave:
“See I troll women
Twain on the billows,
E’en they whom Helgi
Hither hath sent.
Ellidi now
Or ever her way stop
Shall smite the backs
Of these asunder.”
So tells the tale that this wonder went with the good ship Ellidi, that she knew the speech of man.
But Biorn said: “Now may we see the treason of those brethren against us.” Therewith he took the tiller, but Frithiof caught up a forked beam, and ran into the prow, and sang a stave:
“Ellidi, hail!
Leap high o’er the billows!
Break of the troll wives
Brow or teeth now!
Break cheek or jaw
Of the cursed woman,
One foot or twain
Of the ogress filthy?”
Therewith he drave his fork at one of the skinchangers, and the beak of Ellidi smote the other on the back, and the backs of both were broken; but the whale took the deep, and gat him gone, and they never saw him after.
Then the wind fell, but the ship lay waterlogged; so Frithiof called out to his men, and bade bale out the ship, but Biorn said:
“No need to work now, verily!”
“Be thou not afeard, foster-brother,” said Frithiof, “ever was it the wont of good men of old time to be helpful while they might, whatsoever should come after.” And therewith he sang a stave:
“No need, fair fellows,
To fear the death-day;
Rather be glad,
Good men of mine:
For if dreams wot aught
All nights they say
I yet shall have
My Ingibiorg.”
Then they baled out the ship; and they were now come nigh unto land; but there was yet a flaw of wind in their teeth. So then did Frithiof take the two bow oars again, and rowed full mightily. Therewith the weather brightened, and they saw that they were come out to Effia Sound, and so there they made land.
The crew were exceeding weary; but so stout a man was Frithiof that he bore eight men a-land over the foreshore, but Biorn bore two, and Asmund one. Then sang Frithiof:
“Fast bare I up
To the fire-lit house
My men all dazed
With the drift of the storm:
And the sail moreover
To the sand I carried .
With the might of the sea
Is there no more to do.”
CHAPTER VII. FRITHIOF AT THE ORKNEYS.
NOW Earl Angantyr was at Effia whenas Frithiof and his folk came a-land there. But his way it was, when he was sitting at the drink, that one of his men should sit at the watch-window, looking weatherward from the drinking hall, and keep watch there. From a great horn drank he ever: and still as one was emptied another was filled for him. And he who held the watch when Frithiof came a-land was called Hallward; and now he saw where Frithiof and his men went, and sang a stave:
“Men see I a-baling
Amid the storm’s might;
Six bale on Ellidi
Seven are a-rowing;
Like is he in the stem,
Straining hard at the oars,
To Frithiof the bold,
The brisk in the battle”
So when he had drunk out the horn, he cast it in through the window, and spake to the woman who gave him drink:
“Take up from the floor,
O fair-going woman,
The horn cast adown
Drunk out to the end!
I behold men at sea
Who, storm-beaten, shall need
Help at our hands
Ere the haven they make.”
Now the Earl heard what Hallward sang; so he asked for tidings, and Hallward said: “Men are come a-land here, much forewearied, yet brave lads belike: but one of them is so hardy that he beareth the others ashore.”
Then said the Earl, “Go ye, and meet them, and welcome them in seemly wise; if this be Frithiof, the son of Hersir Thorstein, my friend, he is a man famed far and wide for all prowess.”
Then there took up the word a man named Atli, a great viking, and he spake: “Now shall that be proven which is told of, that Frithiof hath sworn never to be first in the craving of peace.”
There were ten men in company with him, all evil and outrageous, who often wrought berserksgang.
So when they met Frithiof they took to their weapons.
But Atli said:
“Good to turn hither, Frithiof! Clutching ernes should claw; and we no less, Frithiof! Yea, and now may’st thou hold to thy word, and not crave first for peace.”
So Frithiof turned to meet them, and sang a stave:
“Nay, nay, in nought
Now shall ye cow us.
Blenching hearts
Isle-abiders!
Alone with you ten
The fight will I try,
Rather than pray
For peace at your hands!”
Then came Hallward thereto, and spake:”The Earl wills that ye all be made welcome here: neither shall any set on you.”
Frithiof said he would take that with a good heart; howsoever he was ready for either peace or war.
So thereon they went to the Earl, and he made Frithiof and all his men right welcome, and they abode with him, in great honour holden, through the wintertide; and oft would the Earl ask of their voyage: so Biorn sang:
“There baled we, wight fellows,
Washed over and over
On both boards
By billows;
For ten days we baled there,
And eight thereunto.”
The Earl said: “Well nigh did the king undo you; it is ill seen of such-like kings as are meet for nought but to overcome men by wizardry. But now I wot,” says Angantyr, “of thine errand hither, Frithiof, that thou art sent after the scat: whereto I give thee a speedy answer, that never shall King Helgi get scat of me, but to thee will I give money, even as much as thou wilt; and thou mayest call it scat if thou hast a mind to, or whatso else thou wilt.”
So Frithiof said that he would take the money.
CHAPTER VIII. KING RING WEDDETH INGIBIORG.
NOW shall it be told of what came to pass in Norway the while Frithiof was away: for those brethren let burn up all the stead at Foreness. Moreover, while the weird sisters were at their spells they tumbled down from off their high witch-mount, and brake both their backs.
That autumn came King Ring north to Sogn to his wedding, and there at a noble feast drank his bridal with Ingibiorg.
“Whence came that goodly ring which thou hast on thine arm?” said King Ring to Ingibiorg.
She said her father had owned it, but he answered and said:
“Nay, for Frithiof’s gift it is: so take it off thine arm straightway; for no gold shalt thou lack whenas thou comest to Elfhome.”
So she gave the ring to King Helgi’s wife, and bade her give it to Frithiof when he came back.
Then King Ring wended home with his wife, and loved her with exceeding great love.
CHAPTER IX. FRITHIOF BRINGS THE TRIBUTE TO THE KINGS.
THE spring after these things Frithiof departed from the Orkneys and Earl Angantyr in all good liking; and Hallward went with Frithiof.
But when they came to Norway they heard tell of the burning of Frithiof’s stead.
So when he was gotten to Foreness, Frithiof said: “Black is my house waxen now; no friends have been at work here.” And he sang withal:
“Frank and free,
With my father dead,
In Foreness old
We drank aforetime.
Now my abode
Behold I burned;
For many ill deeds
The kings must Ipay.”
Then he sought rede of his men what was to be done; but they bade him look to it: then he said that the scat must first be paid out of hand. So they rowed over the Firth to Sowstrand; and there they heard that the kings were gone to Baldur’s Meads to sacrifice to the gods; so Frithiof and Biorn went up thither, and bade Hallward and Asmund break up meanwhile all ships, both great and small, that were anigh; and they did so. Then went Frithiof and his fellow to the door at Baldur’s Meads, and Frithiof would go in. Biorn bade him fare warily, since he must needs go in alone; but Frithiof charged him to abide without, and keep watch; and he sang a stave:
“All alone go I
Unto the stead;No folk I need
For the finding of kings;
But cast ye the fire
Oer the kings’ dwelling,
If I come not again
In the cool of the even.”
“Ah,” said Biorn, “a goodly singing!”
Then went Frithiof in, and saw but few folk in the Hall of the Goddesses; there were the kings at their blood-offering, sitting a-drinking; a fire was there on the floor, and the wives of the kings sat thereby, a-warming the gods, while others anointed them, and wiped them with napkins.
So Frithiof went up to King Helgi and said: “Have here thy scat!”







