Harken now, and hear / Halls of the North!
The skalds proclaim / Skillful is he
Who hefts the hammer and / holds it aloft
Who weaves and wefts / like Norms with wool.
Aleksandr, born / son of Bergr
Serves his gothi / good this bondsman
Hand-bloodied for wood; / axe-wound now heal'd
The hour is here / to honour his deeds.
Regin bless'd richly / Northrealm rulers
Edward the King / Queen Rylyn beside
Such learned labours / Lord we name him!
Award of Arms / eternal fame.
Who hefts the hammer and / holds it aloft
Who weaves and wefts / like Norms with wool.
Aleksandr, born / son of Bergr
Serves his gothi / good this bondsman
Hand-bloodied for wood; / axe-wound now heal'd
The hour is here / to honour his deeds.
Regin bless'd richly / Northrealm rulers
Edward the King / Queen Rylyn beside
Such learned labours / Lord we name him!
Award of Arms / eternal fame.
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