CANZLER--We may be few, Wiglaf, but--

MAX-- Stay with us.

WIGLAF--He beckons from that island in the sea.

Wiglaf must go where Bragi calls.

CANZLER-- Oh, say

"Hail," to that kindred land!

(_He drops his ax against the log._)

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