Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed
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Om Fuldmaanens Vee & Grue
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Naar det klagede op mod hendes Skiaer
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Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed
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Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer n|r
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Vakt vaer dends gamle Mayestet
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Der vaer Degn da nogen meenede at hafve seet
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I hendes Lius, som han splidder med dend
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Skygge som han spreer,
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Skyggen aff een ukiend Mackt
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Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt
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Dende Diefvels Herold, han herjede
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Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mande|t forsvandt
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Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv,
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Han dr|ber, medens Afgrunden brager
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Forbandelsen er her visseligen
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Aff Diefvlen han bleff ski|nked een Gave
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Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv
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Ey vaer han l|nger een Guds Slave
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Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule Grave
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Amongst men words went
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Of the Full Moone's woe.
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When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye
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From the lone winter's colde
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They fear'd that the wolf was nigh
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Awakened its Majestie of olde
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Nights did pass when men claim'd the saw
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In Her light that he splits
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with the shadow he casts
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The shadow of a force unknown
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Howling at its God in splendoure infernall
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This Devil's Herolde, he hunted the land
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And many a man disappear'd
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Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell
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He kills o'ver the rumbling Abyss
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The Curse is certayne
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The Beast below bestowed on him a gift
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And by Magick he to wolf was bound
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No more was he a slave to God
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At midnight treading on hollow grave
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Wolf & Fear
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| Ulver |
