Must give way, because like thrives best with like."
"He have to leave because he vas poor, you see."
But Frithiof smiled: "Very easy
My arm will win me king's race.
The king of the wood fall,
The king of the forest fall in spite of claw and howl;
His race I inherit with the Skin."
The free-born man wouldn't move,
Because the world belongs to the free.
Easy, courage can reconcile fortune,