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Click hereStaves from 'Guthredd Sleeve-heart's tale':
Of the circle of three hearts:
"Because she heard, but lost,
barnacles guard the heart
I do not hear, but it is mine.
And so I am long searching,
from end to this beginning.
Thorarna harkens not her heart
Although she hears; and it is hers.
And so I am long searching,
And make the endless circle.
Guthredd harkens to her heart
And well she hears; and it is hers.
And so I am long searching
Because she heard, but lost."
Of the killing of her natural father:
"I make food for ravens;
With 'fail-sword' I sliced
through neck and bone
and hued your evil eye.
Your body twitches as this land
is reddened from your bleeding
and I gain all the honor."
A plea to fight oppression:
"The King took shame as fee;
I took my families honor back.
Now outlaw, I witness
the robbing of your chattel."
"Thorarna hearkened not her heart
But I do hearken mine,
and well I hear the betrayal
of the tyrant king."
"I made food for ravens with 'fail-sword'
and blinded the evil eye.
I baked the meat of King's men,
And flamed their sea-chargers."
"A boon I ask; to tie our might
As a bundle of sticks,
So that any one, not break alone
For being stronger in a pack"
On killing a foster-mother to protect his reputation:
"For Guthredd did I split
The head of this old crone, whose eyes
spake that our love should not be,
for that I cannot bare."
On ending a reign of oppression and ascending the throne:
"I pluck out 'fail-sword' from its scabbard
And spin the ice-cold sword in vengeance
That 'upstart whore' be known for Queen
To heal the land of Ketil's wounds and
restore her health to wholeness.
Deeds I shall not shrink from and 'fail-sword'
Sing from its scabbard ere a man rule the land.
As I take the head of Ketil to feed the ravens
I take the head of state and
restore her health to wholeness.
I take the honor for all women
And 'whore-tax' dies with Ketil
I make Queen and land one and
restore her health to wholeness."