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[64]. “Yet one boon | I beg of thee,
The last of boons | in my life it is:
Let the pyre be built | so broad in the field
That room for us all | will ample be,
(For us who slain | with Sigurth are.)
[65]. “With shields and carpets | cover the pyre,
. . . . . . . . | . . . . . . . .
Shrouds full fair, | and fallen slaves,
And besides the Hunnish | hero burn me.