Strike out sparks from the fire, rouse the fallen embers, draw out the smothered blaze.

Force the slackening hearth to yield light by kindling the coals to a red glow with a burning log.

It will do me good to stretch out my fingers when the fire is brought nigh.

Surely he that takes heed for his friend should have warm hands, and utterly drive away the blue and hurtful chill." Hjalte said again: "Sweet is it to repay the gifts received from our lord, to grip the swords, and devote the steel to glory.

Behold, each man's courage tells him loyally to follow a king of such deserts, and to guard our captain with fitting earnestness.