In manly virtues among the best.—
Let every lad do so!
Twelve oxen were led to the Market Square,
And onward thence to a castle fair.—
Grani bore gold from the heath.
The King he thought to hew them to earth,—
You dare not give counsel in trouble—
With courage and joy does he sally forth,—
Let every lad do so!
The King he struck such a mighty blow,