HOTHER. Ha! have I begged for mercy?
BALDER. No! Live; forget our strife, thou dauntless warrior!
Embrace thy friend, and be, as erst, unshackled!
HOTHER. Ha! cruel, proud, and all too noble en’my!
Thou know’st, thou feelest but too well thy triumph!
Ha! thou hast overcome, hast humbled Hother!
And think’st thou he can live? Heard, heard has heaven
My oath, that I or Balder die!
[He grasps his dagger, and is about to stab himself with it, but BALDER wrests it out of his hand.
BALDER. Bethink thee!
HOTHER. Ye heavens! Hother! ah! how art thou fallen!
NANNA (affectionately). My Hother!
HOTHER. Ah! farewell for ever, Nanna!
[He goes hastily away. NANNA attempts to follow him, but BALDER detains her.
NANNA, BALDER.