...Author of his fate ? PROPHETESS. In Hoder's hand the Hero's doom; His brother sends him to the tomb. Now my weary lips I close : Leave me, leave me to repose. ODIN. Prophetess, my spell obey, Once again arise, and say, Who th" Avenger of his guilt, By whom shall...

...Author of his fate? PROPHETESS. In Hoder's hand the Hero's doom; His brother sends him to the tomb. Now my weary lips I close: Leave me, leave me to repose. ODIN. Prophetess, my spell obey, Once again arise, and say, Who th' Avenger of his guilt, By whom shall...

...author of his fate ? PROPHETESS. In Hoder's hand the Hero's doom ; His brother sends him to the tomb. Now my weary lips I close : Leave me, leave me to repose. ODIN. Prophetess, my spell obey, Once again arise, and say, Who th' Avenger of his guilt, By whom shall...

...Author of his fate ? PROPHETESS. In Hoder's hand the Hero's doom ; His brother sends him to the tomb. Now my weary lips I close • Leave me, leave me to repose. ODIN. Prophetess, my spell obey, Once again arise, and say, Who th' Avenger of his guilt, By whom shall...

...the author of his fate? Proph. In Hoder's hand the hero's doom; His brother sends him to the tomb, Now my weary lips I close; Leave me, leave me to repose. Odin. Prophetess! my spell obey; Once again arise, and say, Who th' avenger of his guilt, By whom shall...

...unknown, An honest man's and woman's son ; By hunger, thirst, and sickness undone, And bound to Redriff' first, then London. But whose is that mug, pray? and...say, If in this ship a poor starved sinner May sup ; to day I had no dinner. MATE. Sure, when you were on deck, Sir, you heard Our cook a-scraping pots...

...Who the Author of hi* fate. Pr. In Hoder's hand the Hero's doom : His brother sends him to the tomb. Now my weary lips I close : Leave me, leave me to repose. O. Prophetess, my spell obey, Once again arise, and say, Who th' Avenger of his guilt, By whom shall...

...adorned with brass, PROPHETESS. In Holder's hand the hero's doom : His brother sends him to the tomb. Now my weary lips I close : Leave me, leave me to repose. ODIN. O prophetess, my call obey ! Once again arise, and say, Who th' avenger of his guilt, By whom...

...the close of my reply to each interrogative of her ladyship's, to answer with Odin's prophetess, " Now my weary lips I close ; " Leave me, leave me to repose." This she never did till we parted; and at that moment, I believe, my satisfaction appeared so visible,...

...Nor see the Sun's departing beam : Till he on Hoder's corse shall smile Flaming on the funeral pile. Now my weary lips I close : Leave me, leave me, to repose. O. Yet a while my call obey, Prophetess, awake, and say, What virgins these, in speechless woe, That...