THE WORKS OF GEORGE BORROW, VOL.7


* "Diderik and Olger the Dane."
* The base text is a redacted version of DgF 17 Bb "Kong Dideik og Holger Danske".
* The b-version (DgF 8b) is Vedel's I, Nr. 12, entitled "Sterck Tiderich oc Olger Danske" available online at Kalliope
 
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DIDERIK AND OLGER THE DANE
1.
WITH his eighteen brothers Diderik stark
Dwells in the hills of Bern ;
And each I wot twelve sons has got,
For manly feats they yearn.

2.
He has twelve sisters, each of them
A dozen sons can show ;
Thirteen the youngest, gallant lads,
Of fear who nothing know.

3.
To stand before the King a crowd
Of giant bodies move ;
I say to ye forsooth their heads
O'ertopped the beechen grove.

4.
' With knights of pride we war have plied
For many, many a year ;
Of Olger, who in Denmark reigns,
Such mighty things we hear.

5.
' Men talk so fain of Olger Dane
Who dwells in Jutland's fields ;
Crowned is his head with gold so red,
No tribute us he yields.'

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6.
Then Swerting took a mace, and shook
That mace right furiously :
From ten times ten of Olger's men
I would not look to flee ! '

7.
' Hark, Swerting, hark, of visage dark,
Esteem them not so little ;
I 'd have thee ken that Olger's men
Are knights of gallant mettle.

8.
' They feel no fright for faulchions,
For arrows no dismay ;
The desperate fight is their delight,
They deem it children's play.'

9.
Then cried the mighty man of Bern,
When pondered long had he :
' To Denmark we will wend, and learn
At home if Olger be.'

10.
They took their route from Berner land,
They eighteen thousand were :
King Olger good they visit would,
And to Denmark all repair.

11.
A messenger by Diderik sent
To Danish Olger goes :
' Say, will ye tribute pay to us,
Or with us bandy blows ? '

12.
Then full of wrath King Olger grew,
Such speech he could not bear :
' Let Diderik meet us on the wold,
We'll battle with him there.

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13.
' Tribute to pay each Dane would scorn,
He's wont himself to take it;
Our tribute ye will like but ill,
If ye come here to seek it.'

14.
His kemps then gathering in a ring
The news to them he told :
' Bern's haughty lord has sent us word
That he'll have tribute-gold.

15.
' He'll either tribute have, or hold
With us a bloody feud ;
But the first King he will not be
We have this year subdued.'

16.
Then cried in scorn a kempion good,
King Diderik's envoy to :
' To waste our home if Berners come
They all hence out won't go.'

17.
Soon as the news he heard, full glad
Was Ulf Van Yern, and gay ;
Then laughed outright bold Hogen knight
' Too long do they delay.'

18.
It was Vidrik Verlandson,
High beat with joy his heart;
Then said amain Orm Ungerswayne :
' To meet them let us start.'

19.
' The first man I'll be in the van,'
Sir Ivor Blue he cried :
' Nor shall ye say that I was last,'
Sir Kulden Gray replied.

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20.
King Olger on the verdant wold
With Diderik battle join'd;
To fight they went, no jest they meant,
So wroth were they in mind.

21.
Endured for three long days the fray,
And flinch would neither side ;
To help his lord each Dane his sword
In desperation plied.

22.
Down ran the blood, like raging flood
Which 'neath steep hills doth pour;
Then tribute they were forced to pay
Who tribute asked before.

23.
Rose in the sky the blood-reek high,
And dimmed the lustrous sun ;
'Twas sad to spy the brave men lie
So thick the earth upon.

24.
In gore lay thick both men and steeds,
Dear friends were parted there ;
All did not laugh the feast who sought,
Too hot they found the fare.

25.
Now tamer grown, the Berner Jutt
Thought thus himself within :
' Of us a hundred scarce remain,
We cannot hope to win.'

26.
Then took he to his heels and ran,
Not often back looked he ;
To say good night forgot Swerting quite,
For Bern, for Bern they flee.

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27.
Then Diderik turned him with a shout
That shook the vaulted skies :
' Bern, Bern 's the place for us, I guess,
For here no refuge lies !'

28.
Then answered 'neath the green hill's side
The son of Verland keen :
' Ye and your host will little boast
Ye have in Denmark been.'

29.
Full eighteen thousand knights were they
When out they marched from Bern ;
Wounded and worn but seventy-five
With drooping crests, return.

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