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 "Tell her my love, thou dark bird ominous; Give her my heart, no bloodless heart and vile, But red, compact and strong, O raven. Thus Shall Ylmer's daughter greet thee with a smile.

"Now let my life from twenty deep wounds flow, And wolves may drink the blood. My time is done. Young, brave and spotless, laughing-free I go To sit where all the Gods are, in the sun."