With his brothers down sate King Byrge to food,
Much serious discourse betwixt them ensued.
“Now welcome, my brothers, thrice welcome I say,
May I not alone the country sway?”
“May God to our brother grant happiness,
But he cannot alone the land to possess.”
The nobles they ate and they drank for a trice,
Brouk has discovered another device:
“What will ye now do, ye worshipful knights,
Have drinking and dancing for ye delights?”
Then they danced out and danced in with glee,
And Brouk the clear wine poured so free.
On the floor stood the nobles and ’gan to sing,
Whilst Brouk proceeded to plot with the King.
Then unto his brother Duke Valdemar said:
“O Erik, we drink too much wine, I’m afraid.
“Be we on our guard ’gainst Brouk’s pleasantries,
He knoweth all manner of villanies.”
Duke Erik held up his good right hand:
“Shall we fear aught in our fatherland?