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" of the gifted elder time! Voice of the charm and the Runic rhyme! Speak! from the shades and the depths disclose, How Sigurd may vanquish his mortal foes;     Voice of the buried past!

"Voice of the grave! 'tis the mighty hour, When night with her stars and dreams hath power, And my step hath been soundless on the snows, And the spell I have sung hath laid repose     On the billow and the blast."