Sigi Slays Bredi the Thrall (Bredi's Drift)
Die, Bredi!
Taste my sword!
Die, Bredi!
Taste my sword!
Now!

Soon was he out of my sight
and naught more I wot of him.
Soon was he out of my sight
and naught more I wot of him.

"Bredi has been slain!"

"Men should call that snow-drift Bredi's Drift from henceforth..."

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