None thenceforth heard wail or cry
Till the King's feast was waxen high.
Then into the hall Lord Harald came
When the great wax lights were all aflame.
"What tidings, son, dost thou bear to me?
Speak out before I drink with thee."
"Tidings small for a seafarer.
Two falcons in the sea-cliffs were;
"And one was white and one was grey,
And they fell to battle on a day;