“Harken now, Sir Marstig, and be not wroth with me!
Seven castles in Sælland, all will I give to thee.”
13
“Seven castles in Sælland will never ’suage my shame;
Know thou, King of Denmark, dearer I hold my dame!
14
“Harken, King of Denmark, and heed the words I say:
No fealty shalt thou have of me until my dying day!”
—The lady she sits in Sælland, and weeps right woefully.