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Andrew Straton was my friend, / With his Saxon eyes and hair, / And his loyal viking spirit, / Like an islesman of the North / With his earldom on the sea.
At his birth the mighty Mother / Made of him a fondling one, / Hushed from pain within her arms, / With her seal upon his lips;