For Prince Cnut and Princess Nina At Their Investiture
| Wyndreth Berginsdottir |
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Hear me, Northshield;
Gathered kinsmen, ward the wind and watch the sky! Now sends Odin signs of wyrding-- fly the fates on winter-way. Kin of Hugin, kin of Munin: call and cry of change and changing! Ravens gather, winging westward; brave the ice-way with Norns' news. Hear me, Northshield! Heed the ravens! Ravens black the wind-road, flying fast to feast beneath the banner of the war-bear Prince Cnut! Grey-beard; wolf-eye; age-wise helm-oak. Mirthful; merry; dire and cunning. Heart or hause-bane, holds he both as Northshield warder, in his hands. Hear me, Northshield! Heed the ravens! Ravens bring the rising steppe-wind, singing wild and savage songs of Nina's homeland, Princess Nina. Princess Nina--fierce one, fair one, born of grass and steel and silk. Knows the ways of yurt and great court; Knows the worth of edge and oath. Hear me, Northshield! Heed the ravens! Fearsome, joyful, weaving sky. Winging wide on outflung feathers; Sun-gold bright on every pinion. Sun-gold bright on hair and arm-ring; Sun-gold bright as kinsmens' word-fame Sun-gold bright in heart and eye; Sun-gold bright as Northshield's future. Hail Princess Nina! Hail Prince Cnut! copyright 11/15/1997--Karen L U Kahan |
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