Transcribed from the 1913 Thomas J. Wise pamphlet by David Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org. Many thanks to Norfolk and Norwich Millennium Library, UK, for kindly supplying the images from which this transcription was made.
THE GIANT OF BERN
AND ORM UNGERSWAYNE
a ballad
by
GEORGE BORROW
London:
printed for private circulation
1913
THE GIANT OF BERN
AND ORM UNGERSWAYNE
It was the lofty Jutt of Bern
O’er all the walls he grew;
He was mad and ne’er at rest,
To tame him no one knew.
He was mad and ne’er at rest,
No lord could hold him in;
If he had long in Denmark stayed
Much damage there had been.
It was the lofty Jutt of Bern
Bound to his side his glaive,
And away to the monarch’s house he rode
With the knights a fray to have.
Now goes the lofty Jutt of Bern
Before the King to stand:
“Thou shalt to me thy daughter give,
And a brief for half thy land.
“Here as thou sitt’st at thy wide board,
Hail Monarch of the Danes!
Thou shalt to me thy daughter give,
And the half of thy domains.