But as, little by little, power came back to his body, and as his voice became more assured, he said: "By this light, which I am loth to look on, by this heaven which I behold and drink in with little joy, I beseech and conjure you not to persuade me to use either any more.

I wished to die; ye have saved me in vain.

I was not allowed to perish in the waters; at least I will die by the sword.

I was unconquered before; thine, Erik, was the first wit to which I yielded: I was all the more unhappy, because I had never been beaten by men of note, and now I let a low-born man defeat me.

This is great cause for a king to be ashamed.