So off he went to the cowhouse at the other end of the little saeter-enclosure. He began to sing a stev[O] with the milkmaids. This was the stev:—
[[Listen]]
Astri, my Astri, who cared but for me,
time you were caring so warmly for me;
Weeping each Saturday night when I left,
Do you remember it, now that it's past?
That was the time when I out-shone them all,
Lawyer and priest in the valley were nought,