When the ails of the Northern Rovers spread o'er the Norman wares Haunted by Rollo, the Sea-king, and the hardy buccaneer Braves When women loved th and they that won them Boasted no trick of commerce bitt used the arms of Men—Land of the Eddae and Sagas, of ain, Baldur, and Thor—Hoaled by the fruit of Iduna may thy Gods aid thee once more.
In his noble bequest may Bakon, sworn on the mallet sign, Revive ti mut glory of Fairhairs classic line And though, throughout the country, the warrior's call be dumb May Odin send you worthy sons till Ragnariick shall come.
Chefoo,
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.