Behold! I strike the golden harp in noble Gefion’s praise!”
At this the maid resumed her seat; what female could eschew
To listen gracious to the song, that gives her honour due?
CANTO XX.
BRAGUR’S SONG IN HONOUR OF GEFION.
When the Asar’s numerous band
From the East to Gauthiod’s strand
Rode, on coursers arm’d in mail,
Sword in hand, o’er mountain, vale,