ØRNULF.
Men hvassere ramte du den nat, du rante Dagny, min datter!
(kaster hætten tilbage.)
ÖRNULF.
But sharper was thy stroke that night thou didst bear away Dagny, my daughter.
(Casts his hood back.)
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