Mar Stig (No. 6)

Tis gaily danced in Riber Street,
The castle now is won
There dance the knights with nimble feet,
'Tis held for Erick's son.

On Riber bridge they are dancing too,
The castle now is won
There dance the knights with hollow'd shoe
'Tis held for Erich's son,

'Tis Riber Ulf begins the fling,
With all his heart he serves the king.

And dancing there is Tage Mouse,
A captain he in Riber House.

There's dancing there Sir Saltensee,
And all his wealthy kinsmen three.

And there the noble Limbecks fling,
Who scarcely rank below the king.

Behind them dances Byrge Green,
And many a knight of noble mien.

And there there's dancing Johnie Kan,
And wife behind, the Lady Ann.

Next dances Rank, a gallant knight,
And wife, fair Berngerd, all in white.

Volrayen next, and eke his dame,
The gentle Lady — what's her name?

And there there's dancing Iver Helt,
Came with the king across the Belt.

Awhile stood Ronald Lang in doubt,
To go or not and join the rout.

"But for this soft and flaxen hair,
"By all that's good, I'd soon be there.

"Aye! but for this yet rosy cheek,
"I'd soon take part in yonder freak"

He joined, and, as he danced away,
Struck up the while a merry lay.

He led the song, he lightly sprang.
And all the knights in chorus sang.

Uprose the maiden Buckleshoe,
And vow'd to be to Ronald true.

With silk was braided up her hair,
And all so lightly danced the fair.

She led the knights within the wall
With swords beneath then: mantles all.

By crafty plan and lucky chance
The castle now is won,
With song and laugh and merry dance