Swegn with his earls and followers in flight.
SWEGN
Swift, swift into the higher snows, where -Winter
Eternal can alone of universal things
Take courage against Eric to defend
His enemies. O you little remnant left
Of many heroes, save yourselves for Fate.
She yet may need you when she finds the man
She lifts perpetually, too great at last
Even for her handling.
HARDICNUT
Ragnar, go with him,
While I stand here to hinder the pursuit
Or warn in time. Fear not for me,...¹
Leave, Ragnar, leave me; I am tired at last.
All go out upward except Hardicnut.
Here then you reach me on these snows! O if my death
Could yet persuade indignant Heaven to change....
Curtain
¹Illegible
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