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They laid him in his ship - with horse and harness, as on a funeral pyre. Odin placed a ring upon his finger and whispered in his ear. They launched the burning ship, it floated far away over the misty sea. Till like the sun is seemed - sinking beneath the waves, Balder returned no more and the voice forever cried...
Balder the beautiful is dead, is dead! And through the misty air passed like the mournful cry, of sunward sailing cranes! Balder the beautiful is dead, is dead! And died away through the dreary night, in accents of despair!
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