A little bird in the air <br />Is singing of Thyri the fair, <br />The sister of Svend the Dane; <br />And the song of the garrulous bird <br />In the streets of the town is heard, <br />And repeated again and again. <br />Hoist up your sails of silk, <br />And flee away from each other. <br /> <br />To King Burislaf, it is said, <br />Was the beautiful Thyri wed, <br />And a sorrowful bride went she; <br />And after a week and a day, <br />She has fled away and away, <br />From his town by the stormy sea. <br />Hoist up your sails of silk, <br />And flee away from each other. <br /> <br />They say, that through heat and through cold, <br />Through weald, they say, and through wold, <br />By day and by night, they say, <br />She has fled; and the gossips report <br />She has come to King Olaf's court, <br />And the town is all in dismay. <br />Hoist up your sails of silk, <br />And flee away from each other. <br /> <br />It is whispered King Olaf has seen, <br />Has talked with the beautiful Queen; <br />And they wonder how it will end; <br />For surely, if here she remain, <br />It is war with King Svend the Dane, <br />And King Burislaf the Vend! <br />Hoist up your sails of silk, <br />And flee away from each other. <br /> <br />Oh, greatest wonder of all! <br />It is published in hamlet and hall, <br />It roars like a flame that is fanned! <br />The King--yes, Olaf the King-- <br />Has wedded her with his ring, <br />And Thyri is Queen in the land! <br />Hoist up your sails of silk, <br />And flee away from each other.<br /><br />Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tales-of-a-wayside-inn-part-1-the-musician-s-tale-the-saga-of-king-olaf-xv-a-little-bird-in-the-air/
