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Home they brought him slain with spears. / They brought him home at even-fall: / All alone she sits and hears / Echoes in his empty hall, / Sounding on the morrow.
The Sun peeped in from open field, / The boy began to leap and prance, / Rode upon his father's lance, / Beat upon his father's shield / 'Oh hush, my joy, my sorrow.'