BLANKA.
Fortalt, at I er djærve helte? Jo!
Men hvorfor skulde det forskrække mig?
Jeg véd, I søger ry på fjerne strande,
i mandig dyst med drabelige kæmper;
men jeg har hverken pantser eller sværd,
hvi skulde jeg vel da –
BLANKA.
Told me that you were fearless heroes? Yes!
But pray, why should that frighten me?
I know you seek your fame on distant shores,
In manly combat with all doughty warriors;
But I have neither sword nor coat of mail,
Then why should I fear--