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Nigh upon fifty winters ago, there was growing up in the Northa boynamed Halfred. In Iceland, on the Hamund Fjord, stood the splendid hallof his father, Hamund.
At that time, so the heathen people believe, elves and goblinsstillmoved about freely among the Northern nations. And many say that anelf, who had been friendly to the powerful Hamund, drew near to theshield cradle of the boy Halfred, and for his first food laid wildhoney upon his lips, and said--
"Victory shall be thine in harping--
Victory shall be thine in singing--
Sigskald shall all nations name thee."
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