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It was Tord of Hafsborough, / O'er the verdant wold would ride, / And there he lost his hammer of gold, / 'Twas lost for so long a tide.
It was Tord of Hafsborough, / His brother he addressed: / "Thou shalt away to the Norland hills, / My hammer be thy quest."