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I	A
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A plague upon the people fell	B
A famine after laid them low	C
Then thorpe and byre arose in fire	D
For on them brake the sudden foe	C
So thick they died the people cried	E
'The Gods are moved against the land '	-
The Priest in horror about his altar	D
To Thor and Odin lifted a hand	F
'Help us from famine	G
And plague and strife	H
What would you have of us	I
Human life	H
Were it our nearest	J
Were it our dearest	J
Answer O answer	D
We give you his life '	-
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II	A
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But still the foeman spoil'd and burn'd	K
And cattle died and deer in wood	L
And bird in air and fishes turn'd	K
And whiten'd all the rolling flood	M
And dead men lay all over the way	N
Or down in a furrow scathed with flame	O
And ever and aye the Priesthood moan'd	P
Till at last it seem'd that an answer came	O
'The King is happy	Q
In child and wife	H
Take you his dearest	J
Give us a life '	-
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III	A
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The Priest went out by heath and hill	R
The King was hunting in the wild	S
They found the mother sitting still	R
She cast her arms about the child	S
The child was only eight summers old	T
His beauty still with his years increased	U
His face was ruddy his hair was gold	T
He seem'd a victim due to the priest	U
The Priest beheld him	V
And cried with joy	W
'The Gods have answer'd	X
We give them the boy '	-
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IV	H
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The King return'd from out the wild	S
He bore but little game in hand	F
The mother said 'They have taken the child	S
To spill his blood and heal the land	F
The land is sick the people diseased	Y
And blight and famine on all the lea	Q
The holy Gods they must be appeased	Y
So I pray you tell the truth to me	Q
They have taken our son	G
They will have his life	H
Is he your dearest	J
Or I the wife '	-
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V	Q
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The King bent low with hand on brow	Z
He stay'd his arms upon his knee	Q
'O wife what use to answer now	Z
For now the Priest has judged for me '	-
The King was shaken with holy fear	A2
'The Gods ' he said 'would have chosen well	B
Yet both are near and both are dear	A2
And which the dearest I cannot tell '	-
But the Priest was happy	Q
His victim won	G
'We have his dearest	J
His only son '	-
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VI	H
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The rites prepared the victim bared	B2
The knife uprising toward the blow	C
To the altar stone she sprang alone	C2
'Me not my darling no '	-
He caught her away with a sudden cry	H
Suddenly from him brake his wife	H
And shrieking 'I am his dearest I	H
I am his dearest ' rush'd on the knife	H
And the Priest was happy	Q
'O Father Odin	G
We give you a life	H
Which was his nearest	J
Who was his dearest	J
The Gods have answer'd	X
We give them the wife '	-

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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