yet they brought me no nearer the gates of heaven.
King Skule.
And you come from down yonder——?
The Monk.
Yes, from the kingdom down yonder I’m faring;
the kingdom men always so much miscall.
I vow ’tis in nowise so bad after all,
and the heat, to my thinking, is never past bearing.
King Skule.
And it seems you have learnt skald-craft, old Bagler-chieftain!