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Up he stood, King Erik, and took him by the hand:
“Welcome now, Sir Marstig, home to lord and land!”
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Up and spake Sir Marstig, and wrathful was his mind:
“Oh, little I guessed when I fared forth what falsehood I left behind!
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“Both Revel and Riga I won for thee, and that with mickle strife,
While thou, King Erik, didst bide at home to ravish my fair young wife!”
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