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with tliem were very famous and supposed to possess special 

 or supernatural qualities, and mounds were sometimes broken 

 for the sake of getting 



" A little after she (the Amazon Hervor) left by herself in a 

 man's dress and weapons and went to Vikings, and was with 

 them for awhile, and was called Hervard. A little after the 

 chief of the Vikings died, and Hervard got the command of 

 them. Once they came to Samsey. Hervard went up on land, 

 and none of his men wanted to follow him, for, they said, it 

 would not do for any man to stay out there at night. Hervard 

 said that much property was likely to be in the mounds, and 

 went up on the island near sunset. They lay in Muuarvag. 

 She met a herd-bo v there, and asked him about news. He 



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said, 'Dost thou not know the island ? Come home with me, 

 for it will not do for any man to stay out here after sunset; 

 I am going home at once.' Hervard replied : ' Tell me ; where 

 are the mounds of Hjorvard ? ' The boy said : ' Thou art un- 

 wise, as thou wantest to search for that at night which few- 

 dare search for at mid-day ; burning fire plays on the mounds 



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after sunset.' Hervard replied he would certainly go to the 

 mounds. The shepherd said : ' I see that thou art a bold man, 

 though thou art unwise. I will give thee my necklace if thou 

 wilt come home with me.' Hervard answered : ' Though thou 

 \\oiildst give me all thou ownest thou couldst not hinder me 

 from going.' When the sun set they heard hollow noises in 

 the island, and the mound fires appeared. The shepherd got 

 frightened and took to his feet, and ran into the forest as 

 quickly as he could, and never looked back." 



As she comes by the mound she sings : 



Awake, Angantyr! 



Hervor thee rouses, 



The only daughter 



Of thee and Svafa ; 



Yield to me from the mound 



The sharp sword 



Which the Dvergar 



For Svafrlami forged. 



Hjorvard ! Hervard ! 

 Hrani ! Angantyr ! 

 I awaken you all 

 Beneath the tree-roots, 

 Who are clad in 

 Helmet and coat of mail 



With shield and sharp sword, 

 And reddened spear. 



Sons of Arngrim ' 

 Much harm doing, 

 Much have yon 

 The mould increased, 

 As no one 



Of the sons of Eyfura 

 Will speak to me 

 At Munarvag. 



Hjorvard ! Hervard ! 

 Hrani ! Anaantyr ! 

 So be the mind 

 Of vou all 



