<h3><SPAN name="THE_OUTLAW" name="THE_OUTLAW"></SPAN>THE OUTLAW.</h3>
<p>Oh, let my lord laugh in his halls
<br/>When he the tale shall tell!
<br/>But woe to Jarlwell and its walls
<br/>When I shall laugh as well!
<br/>And he that laughs the last, lads,
<br/>Laughs well, laughs well!
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<br/>He's lord of many a burg and farm
<br/>And mickle thralls and gold,
<br/>And I am but my own right arm,
<br/>My dwelling-place the wold.
<br/>But when we twain meet face to face,
<br/>He will hot laugh so bold.
<br/>
<br/>The shame he chuckles as he shows
<br/>This time he need not tell;
<br/>I'll give his body to the crows,
<br/>And his black soul to Hell.
<br/>For he that laughs the last, lads,
<br/>Laughs well, laughs well!</p>
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