GUDMUND.
Snart er det sagt.
Du véd, jeg var i de franske riger,
da kansleren, Audun fra Hægranæs, drog
did fra Bergen med et fyrsteligt tog,
at føre prinsessen med svende og piger
og skatte til Norge som kongens brud.
Herr Audun var så fager og prud;
prinsessen var den livsaligste kvinde.
Hendes øjne kunde bede den varmeste bøn; –
de talte tilhobe, de hvisked i løn.
Hvorom? Det var svært at finde. –
Det var sig en nat; jeg læned mig tyst
op imod snekkens side;
mine tanker stævned mod Norges kyst
alt med de måger hvide.
Da hvisked to røster bag ved min ryg; –
jeg vendte mig om; – det var ham og hende;
de så mig ikke; jeg sad så tryg;
dog kunde jeg begge kende.
Hun så på ham med et klageligt blik
og hvisked: ak, dersom farten gik
mod syd til de dejlige lande,
og var vi alene på snekken, vi to,
da tror jeg for visst mit hjerte fandt ro,
da brændte visst ikke min pande!
Genmæled herr Audun; hun svared ham kæk,
svared med ord så hede, så vilde;
jeg så hendes øjne som stjerner spille;
hun bad ham –
(afbrydende.)
Det greb mig med rædsel og skræk.
GUDMUND.
’Twas thus it befell.
You know how I journeyed to France of late,
When the Chancellor, Audun of Hegranes,
Fared thither from Bergen, in royal state,
To lead home the King’s bride, the fair Princess,
With her squires, and maidens, and ducats bright.
Sir Audun’s a fair and stately knight,
The Princess shone with a beauty rare--
Her eyes seemed full of a burning prayer.
They would oft talk alone and in whispers, the two--
Of what? That nobody guessed or knew.
There came a night when I leant at ease
Against the galley’s railing;
My thought flew onward to Norway’s leas,
With the milk-white seagulls sailing.
Two voices whispered behind my back;--
I turned--it was he and she;
I knew them well, though the night was black,
But they--they saw not me.
She gazed upon him with sorrowful eyes
And whispered: “Ah, if to southern skies
We could turn the vessel’s prow,
And we were alone in the bark, we twain,
My heart, methinks, would find peace again,
Nor would fever burn my brow.”
Sir Audun answers; and straight she replies,
In words so fierce, so bold;
Like glittering stars I can see her eyes;
She begged him--
[Breaking off.]
My blood ran cold.
