“He hallooed to the lad on the yard so high:
‘Do we the Dragon of Harald draw nigh?’
23.
“‘No more of the pomps of the world I see,
Than the uppermost top of the good oak tree.—
24.
“‘I see near the land of Norroway skim
Bright silken sails with a golded rim.—
25.
“‘I see ‘neath Norroway’s mountains proud,