One trial more the chiefs ordain’d;
The dwarf the gage rejected not;
He flew, and quick the goal attain’d,
And strait returning, reach’d the spot
From which they started, long before
Tialfe himself could reach the goal.
The youth sank breathless on the floor,
With jaded limbs and anguish’d soul.
That Tialf was vanquish’d all agreed:
Like wind the dwarf now vanish’d fleet.