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Anonymous Poems (Anon)

VII. Líknarbraut (Líkn) - 52

Líknarbraut (‘The Way of Grace’) — Anon LíknVII

George S. Tate 2007, ‘(Introduction to) Anonymous, Líknarbraut’ in Margaret Clunies Ross (ed.), Poetry on Christian Subjects. Skaldic Poetry of the Scandinavian Middle Ages 7. Turnhout: Brepols, pp. 228-86.

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Skj: Anonyme digte og vers [XIII]: C. 1. Líknarbraut (AII, 150-9, BII, 160-74)

SkP info: VII, 264-6

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33 — Anon Líkn 33VII

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Cite as: George S. Tate (ed.) 2007, ‘Anonymous Poems, Líknarbraut 33’ in Margaret Clunies Ross (ed.), Poetry on Christian Subjects. Skaldic Poetry of the Scandinavian Middle Ages 7. Turnhout: Brepols, pp. 264-6.

Skeið ert fróns und fríðum
farsæl konungs þrælum
fljót ok farmi ítrum
fóstrlands á vit strandar.
Þú snýr böls hjá bárum
— boðar kasta þér lasta —
lýðs und líknar auði
lífs hafnar til stafni.

Ert farsæl, fljót skeið und fríðum þrælum {konungs fróns} ok ítrum farmi á vit strandar fóstrlands. Þú snýr stafni hjá bárum böls til lífs hafnar und auði líknar lýðs; boðar lasta kasta þér.

You are a voyage-prosperous, swift warship bearing [lit. under] beloved servants {of the king of earth} [RULER = Christ] and a glorious cargo towards the shore of our native land. You turn your prow past the waves of evil to life’s haven bearing the wealth of grace for mankind; billows of vices toss you.

editions: Skj Anonyme digte og vers [XIII]: C. 1. Líknarbraut 33 (AII, 156; BII, 168-9); Skald II, 89; Sveinbjörn Egilsson 1844, 45, Rydberg 1907, 17, 51, Tate 1974, 78.

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