 depart,
There smiths we shall find well skilled in their art;
Both locks and keys will we have made,
And toeen and iron palisade."
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"<DW19> and coal shall the boor give free,
The smith shall work without thanks or fee.
My Lord, be persuaded, I rede ye do,
Much benefit thence shall to thee accrue."
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"My father was King in the land before me,
And a King for his father also had he;
The Kings of the Danes to live contrive
Without Boor and Burger skinning alive."
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"Sir, what would a peasant more
Than a latticed window and wicker door?
What shall a peasant keep in his stall
Save one draught ox and a cow withall?
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"Each peasant's wife of a son made light
Shall give me an ounce of gold so bright;
But if to a daughter birth she give,
Only the half I'm content to receive."
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

The King he turned on his other side,
He'd heard enough to suffice for that tide.
As soon as sleep his brow came o'er,
Dagmar he thought stood his face before.
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"The bitter flower, Sir King, you hold,
Brings you trouble, as I foretold.
Be sure if this year you seek the fray,
You suffer not Berngerd at home to stay.
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"If she with her flatteries blind your eyes,
The child will weep in the cradle that lies.
Take her with you, I rede and beseech,
How that will boot you time will teach."
   _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

The King has proclaimed through the whole country,
To the war with him each tenth man should hie.
"My dearest Lady, worthy thou art
In the field of honour
depart, 
 There smiths we shall find well skilled in their art; 
 Both lock and key will we have made, 
 And toeen and iron palisade. " 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 " < DW19 > and coal shall the peasant give free, 
 The smith shall work without thanks or fee. 
 My Lord, be carry, I rede ye do, 
 Much benefit thence shall to thee accrue. " 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 " My father was King in the domain before me, 
 And a King for his father besides had he; 
 The Kings of the Danes to live contrive 
 Without Boor and Burger skinning alert. " 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 " Sir, what would a peasant more 
 Than a latticed window and wicker door? 
 What shall a peasant keep in his booth 
 Save one draught ox and a cow withall? 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 " Each peasant's wife of a son made abstemious 
 Shall give me an ounce of gold so undimmed; 
 But if to a daughter birth she impart, 
 Only the half I'm content to experience. " 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 The King he turned on his other side, 
 He'd heard enough to suffice for that tide. 
 equally soon as rest his hilltop came o'er, 
 Dagmar he thought stood his face before. 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 " The bitter flower, Sir King, you hold, 
 fetch you trouble, as I foretold. 
 Be certain if this class you seek the fray, 
 You suffer not Berngerd at home to stay. 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 " If she with her flatteries blind your eyes, 
 The child will cry in the cradle that lies. 
 Take her with you, I rede and beseech, 
 How that will boot you time will teach. " 
    _ Woe befall her _, _ Berngerd _. 

 The King has proclaimed through the whole country, 
 To the war with him each tenth man should hie. 
 " My dearest Lady, worthy thou artwork 
 In the field of honor
 deoart,
There smiths we shalu find well skilled in their art;
Both locks and keys will we have mqde,
Ane toeen and iron palisxde."
   _Woe befall yer_, _Uerngerd_.

"<DW19> and coal shall the glor yite free,
The smitm shall worn without thanns ox fee.
My Lord, be persuaded, I rede ye qo,
Much nejefit thence srall eo tgve accrue."
   _Woe befall her_, _Bernferd_.

"My hather was King in the land before me,
And w Kijg for his father wlso had he;
Jge Hungs of the Aanes to lpre contrive
Sithout Boor and Burger skinnine alire."
   _Woe bedaol jgr_, _Berngerd_.

"Smr, whan would a peasant mora
Than a latticed windpw end qicker door?
What shall a peasant keep in his staln
Scve one draught ox ane q cow witvall?
   _Wue gehalm her_, _Herigerd_.

"Each psasant's wifw of a son made lignt
Fyall give me zn ounse of gold so bright;
But if to a daughter tirfh she give,
Only the hald I'm content to receige."
   _Woe fefall her_, _Berngerd_.

The King he turned on his othes sidx,
Hd'd kcwfe fnough to suffice for that tide.
As soon as sleql nix brow came o'ev,
Dagmar he thought shopq his face bewore.
   _Wos befall her_, _Berngfrd_.

"The fittee flower, Fir Ling, you hold,
Brings you troyble, as I fogetood.
Be sure if this vear you seey thg fray,
Uou suffer not Berngerd at gome to staj.
   _Woe bswall her_, _Berngera_.

"If sve with her flatteries bligd your ebes,
Thz child dill weep yn the crafle tmdt lies.
Take her wihh yoo, I rege and besfech,
How that will boot you time will teach."
   _Eoa bvfall her_, _Bernnerd_.

The King haf proclaimed tkrough tke whoue country,
No the wac with him ewch tenth man dhould hie.
"My dearest Ladt, woethy thuj art
In the firld of houjur
depart, There smiths we shall find well their Both locks keys will we iron _Woe befall her_, "<DW19> and coal the boor give free, The smith work without thanks or fee. My Lord, be persuaded, I rede ye do, benefit thence shall to thee accrue." _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_. "My father was in land me, a King for his father also had he; The Kings of the Danes to live contrive Boor and Burger skinning alive." _Woe befall her_, "Sir, what would a more Than a latticed window wicker What shall peasant in stall Save one ox and a cow withall? _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_. "Each peasant's wife of a son made light give me of gold bright; if a daughter birth Only the half I'm content to her_, _Berngerd_. The King he turned on his side, He'd enough to suffice for that tide. soon as sleep his brow came o'er, Dagmar thought stood his face before. _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_. "The bitter flower, Sir King, you you trouble, as I Be sure if year seek fray, suffer not at home to stay. _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_. "If she with flatteries blind your eyes, The child will weep in the lies. her with you, rede and beseech, How will you time will teach." her_, The through whole To the war with each tenth man should hie. dearest Lady, worthy thou honour
 depart,
There smiths we shall fInd well skiLled iN thEir ArT;
BotH locKs and keys will wE Have Made,
And toeen and iron palIsade."
   _woE BefaLL hEr_, _BerNgerd_.

"<DW19> ANd COAl sHaLl The BoOR gIve frEe,
THe smith Shall work wIthOuT thanks or fee.
mY LOrd, be persuAdeD, I rede ye do,
MuCh bEnefit ThEncE Shall To tHee acCrue."
   _WoE Befall Her_, _BerngeRd_.

"mY fatheR Was King IN ThE lanD before me,
And a King FOr HIs father also haD he;
The kiNGs OF The danEs to live coNtRive
WIThout BoOR aND bUrgER skinning alivE."
   _Woe befall hER_, _BeRngerd_.

"siR, whAT would A peasAnT MorE
Than a lattiCed wIndow and wIcker dOOr?
What sHAll a peaSant keEp iN hiS staLL
SAvE onE dRAugHT oX anD A coW withall?
   _woE bEfall Her_, _BERNGErd_.

"EAch PeasAnt's wIfe of a son made LigHt
ShALl gIve me An ounCe of GoLd so bRight;
BUt if tO a Daughter birth shE givE,
Only the hAlf i'm ConTeNt to rECeive."
   _WOe bEfaLl her_, _BeRngerd_.

THE KiNg HE TUrNed on his other side,
HE'd HEArD enough tO suffiCE fOr THat tide.
AS sOon As slEEP his bRow cAMe O'er,
DagmaR he thoUGhT sTood his FaCe befoRe.
   _woe BefAll heR_, _bernGerd_.

"ThE bitter fLower, sIr King, you hold,
BRIngs you troublE, As i FOrETold.
be sUre if this yeAr yoU Seek The fRAy,
you SUffer Not BeRnGErD At home to stay.
   _Woe befaLl Her_, _BerNgerd_.

"if she with her fLatteries bLIND your eyeS,
The CHiLD will weep in the CradlE that lies.
TAKe her witH you, I Rede and bEseech,
How THAt will boOt yOu tIme WilL TEaCh."
   _Woe befall heR_, _bErngErD_.

The KinG haS proclaImeD thRouGh tHe Whole counTry,
To the WaR wItH hIm eAch teNTh man shoUlD hiE.
"MY deArest lAdy, worThy thOu arT
IN tHE fiEld of hoNOuR
 depart,
There smiths we s hall findwellski lle din t heir  art;
Both loc k s an d keys will we have ma de,
A nd toee n  a nd ir on pali s ad e . "
 _W oebe f al l her _,_Bernge rd_.

"<DW 19>  a nd coal shal l  t he boor gi vefree,
The sm ith  shall  w ork witho utthank s or f e e.
MyLord, bepe r suaded ,  I rede y edo,Much benefit then c es hall to thee a ccrue. " _ W oebef all her_,_B ernge r d_.

"M y  f a t h erw as King in th e land befo r e m e,
And  a  Ki n g forhis f at h eralso had he ;
Th e Kings o f theD anes to live co ntrive 
Wi tho ut B o or  a ndBu r ger sk inn i ngalive."  _ Woe b efal l h e r_,_Be rnge rd_.
"Sir, what w oul d ap eas ant m ore
T hanalatti ced wi ndowan d wicker door?What  shall apea sa ntke ep in his st all 
Sa ve onedraught oxan d a  c ow withall?
   _Wo eb e fa ll her_,  _Bern g er d_ . 

"Eachpe asa nt's w ife o f as on  made li ght
Sh a ll  g ive mean  ounce  o f g old  so b r ight ;
Butif to adaugh t er birth she g i ve,
Only theh al f I' m  con ten t to receiv e."  _W oe b e fa llh er_,_Bern ge r d_ . 

The King he turne don his  othe r side,
He'dheard enou g h to suffi ce f o rt hat tide.
As s oon a s sleep hi s  brow ca me o' er,
Dagm ar he tho u g ht stood  hi s f ace  be f o re .
   _Woe bef a l l he r_ , _Bern ger d_.

"T hebit ter  fl ow er, Sir K ing, you  h ol d, 
B rin gs yo u  trouble ,asIfor etold . 
Be su re if  thi sye a r y ou seek th e fray ,Yo u su ffe rnot B erng e rdat home  to stay. 
 _Woe  b ef all her _, _Berngerd_ .
"If she w it h h er fla t t eries bl ind your eyes,
The chil d  will w eep  in t he c radle tha t l ies.
T ake her wi th you , I r ed e a n d  bese e c h, 
Ho wthat willb o otyou t im e wi ll teac h."
   _Woe befall her _, _Berngerd_ .
TheK i ng  ha s  p r ocl ai m edt h rough the whole  country,To th e war with him  e ach ten th manshoul d  hie.
" My deares t Lady, w or thyt h ouart
In the  field o f honour
 depart,
There_smiths we_shall find well skilled_in their_art;
Both_locks and_keys_will we have_made,
And toeen and_iron palisade."
  __Woe befall her_,__Berngerd_.

"<DW19>_and coal shall the boor give free,
The smith shall work without thanks or fee.
My_Lord,_be persuaded,_I_rede_ye do,
Much benefit thence shall_to thee accrue."
  __Woe befall_her_, _Berngerd_.

"My father was King in the land_before_me,
And a King_for his father also had he;
The Kings of the_Danes to live contrive
Without Boor and_Burger skinning alive."
____Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"Sir,_what would a peasant more
Than a_latticed window and wicker door?
What shall_a peasant keep in his stall
Save one_draught ox and a cow withall?
_  _Woe befall her_,__Berngerd_.

"Each peasant's_wife of a son made_light
Shall give me_an ounce_of gold so_bright;
But if to a daughter birth_she give,
Only the_half I'm content to receive."
 ___Woe befall her_,__Berngerd_.

The_King_he turned_on his other_side,
He'd_heard enough_to_suffice for that tide.
As soon as_sleep_his brow came o'er,
Dagmar he thought stood_his face before.
 ___Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"The_bitter flower, Sir King, you_hold,
Brings you trouble, as I foretold.
Be_sure if_this year_you seek the fray,
You suffer not Berngerd at home to stay.
_  _Woe befall her_, _Berngerd_.

"If_she with her flatteries_blind your_eyes,
The_child will weep_in_the cradle_that lies.
Take her with you, I rede_and beseech,
How_that will boot you time will_teach."
   _Woe_befall_her_, _Berngerd_.

The King has proclaimed through_the whole country,
To the war with_him each tenth man should_hie.
"My_dearest_Lady, worthy thou art
In the_field of honour