I see blood in the stream and blood on the strand.

Our blood, your blood, my King! There is doom for the folk of Thorwald by this river!" The King's face did not change.

"What will be, will be," he said gravely.

"We abide by our purpose and will take what Thor sends with a stout heart.

How say you, my brave ones ?" And all shouted to go forward, for the sight of a new country had fired their blood.