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130 'Nay! These are toys of his fancy! If he have cheated us so,

How is there truth in his image—the man that he fashioned of snow?'

Wroth was that maker of pictures—hotly he answered the call:

'Hunters and fishers and trappers, children and fools are ye all!

Look at the beasts when ye hunt them!' Swift from the tumult he broke,

Ran to the cave of his father and told him the shame that they spoke.

And the father of Ung gave answer, that was old and wise in the craft,

Maker of pictures aforetime, he leaned on his lance and laughed:

'If they could see as thou seest they would do what thou hast done,

And each man would make him a picture, and—what would become of my son?