Composed by Þorlákr Guðbrandsson, formerly Sheriff of Ísafjörður, and Árni Böðvarsson. A narrative verse cycle recounting the deeds of Úlfar the Strong and his brothers — their royal lineage traced from biblical kings, their sea voyage into the unknown, and their storm-tossed arrival at a green and leafy shore. First printed at Hrappsey by E.G. Hoff in 1775. No English translation has previously existed.
Fyrsta Ríma — The First Ríma
Mansöngr
1.
Birds of Sigtýr, fly once more
out from Herjan's rock;
soon you shall pour Odin's cups
for the keen-witted company.
2.
Though there be small choice of favour
in Val's costly tankards,
I dare to offer Odin's ale
to all the gathered folk.
3.
A remembrance worth the keeping,
of mighty deeds, is in my hands;
and truly come onto the road of telling
is the saga of Úlfar the Strong.
4.
For Hár has filled the horn
with the dwarves' pure sea,
and sent me the story too,
from far in the south of the world.
5.
So first shall be carried to you
one cup of Odin, to your lips:
taste, you folk who thirsted before,
the flood from Kvasir's wounds.
6.
O you gods in the hall of the Æsir,
you who rule the vessels of ale,
let the field of songs spring up
and bear its fruit as well.
7.
I call at the doors of Týr,
by the famous counsel of Hár,
while I tell the whole of it,
of Úlfar's deeds of valour.
8.
Here my mansöngr comes to its end,
mæði vinda hyrjar;
listen now, for I shall tell
how the saga begins.
Cyrus, Daniel and Cambyses
9.
Cyrus may be named a prince
who kept many lands in his charge;
all of Persia, and Asia,
were his to rule.
10.
Often he waged the strife of swords
far through the dwellings of the world;
no man could find the daring
to fight against him.
11.
All came under his hand,
so fortune served him;
the king took the Chaldean lands
and came to Babylon.
12.
The land of Israel still lay waste
in those days;
there the Lord's people were held captive
a long while.
13.
There was the noble Daniel,
who grieved at the lot of the Jews,
and honour-gifted Zorobabel,
who afterward built the Temple.
14.
Now the Jews were granted the leave
they had long wished for;
and Daniel taught the Christian faith
to the king and all his host.
15.
From the beginning of the ages
the years could now be counted:
four hundred and three thousand,
thirty-five and eight.
16.
Clarelius was the name of one keen with the spear,
the king's commander of the host;
he was the son of the king's sister,
and his equal was never seen.
17.
The host would no longer
stand in battle;
so the king led the army
home to the lands of Persia.
18.
The king grew wise in stillness [?],
God softened him toward peace;
twenty-nine years were counted
that the famous king reigned.
19.
The prince, as the world's way goes [?],
fell from the red ring;
Cambyses came to the kingdom
when King Cyrus was dead.
20.
To him was given the name of king,
the enjoyer of the hand's bright gleam;
he was not thought the other's equal,
neither in virtue nor in honour.
21.
As soon as the prince was set on the throne,
he had quarrels far and wide [?];
full of crimes, he did most things
that could anger God.
22.
The people could not endure
the prince's great crimes;
so many went away from him
and departed.
Clarelius in Dalmaria
23.
Clarelius thinks it over:
from this, trouble will grow;
he called his army together
and went away out of the land.
24.
That lord lets the beasts of the billow
run over the sea;
the horses of the waves bore on across the deep [?]
and had long toil.
25.
The sharp winds drove the wagons of the rollers
over the white surf,
until the men reached
a precious harbour by Dalmaria.
26.
The company went from the coalfish's hall
up onto land with gladness.
That prince was named Daneval
who ruled Dalmaria.
27.
Everything was laid out to his liking,
life's fullest bloom;
and I am told as well
that he had a pious queen.
28.
The prince's daughter was named Elena,
she surpassed every woman;
it is not told that in the halls of the Greeks
a nobler one could be found.
29.
Clarelius came before the king
with his valiant company;
he stayed there three winters' time,
well esteemed in all things.
30.
Then the king whetted the heart
of the spear-bearing warrior;
the prince gave him Africa
and his only daughter.
31.
Chosen, he took his seat in the kingdom,
clad in burnished gold;
thereafter the prince ruled it,
from then to his life's end.
The Sons of Clarelius
32.
The prince, at home with the wound-shaft,
and his dear lady of riches
had twelve sons after that,
as the book will tell.
33.
Grímur drove spear against shield,
more famous than any champion;
Geirúlfur, with his wand of spears,
was hardly thought the gentler.
34.
Algarius, never slow,
poured the raven its meal;
Valebrunus was another
who fed the wolves on carrion.
35.
Víkingur scarcely stood still
on the red stage of slaughter;
Goðvarður, in the storm of steel,
cast many down dead.
36.
Elentinus often carried
Yggr's flame into battle;
Ascalones too was there
and woke the feast of wounds.
37.
Hertogi and Brúni tried the shield
and hewed short the shirts of Rögnir;
Eyvindur and Húni clove
the giant's sole-lands, the shields, asunder.
38.
Now I have counted them all here,
the great sons of the prince;
the king had besides
four sons born out of wedlock.
The Four Brothers
39.
Often Villifer raised the spear,
the second, Randver, the banner,
Bemundur the third, lord of arrows,
the fourth, Úlfar the Strong.
40.
No feat ever seemed so hard
that they did not trust their strength for it;
yet Úlfar surpassed them far
in all fame and valour.
41.
No one knows his main and might;
the breakers of swords believed
that strength would never
come to fail him.
42.
Nowhere was his equal found,
neither on sea nor on land;
every creature in the house of the world
held him unconquerable.
43.
The king's son longed always
to win the greatest deeds of fame;
the prince loved him most
of all his sons.
44.
The ruler of the land sat in peace
as the seasons went by;
no warrior of the blade dared
to make war on his kingdom.
The Voyage
45.
The brothers went before their father
and framed their words this way:
"We long, across the salmon-ground,
to seek food for the wolf.
46.
"Many a man in the hall of the world
is bold in the storm of shields;
give us ships and a muster of men,
we mean to go raiding."
47.
"It shall be given you at once,"
the king would answer,
"twelve longships with men and goods
that lie in Arnarsund.
48.
"Gold enough shall be brought aboard,
and gear, the best to be had."
The brothers thank the king warmly
and took their leave for the voyage.
49.
He had good war-weapons chosen,
Hunding's garments and shields;
so the brothers' journey stood equipped
with the best the world could give.
50.
Úlfar spoke: "In the morning
we will hoist the sail."
All thought what he said
the finest of plans.
51.
Day came and the darkness passed,
the men took their leave;
then over the bright heath of the billows
they drove the wagons of the sea-road.
52.
Their hearts thirsted for the din of spears,
so many went eagerly;
the brothers came down to the trout's hall,
where the piers were waiting.
53.
All the horses of the sea-king's blood
flaunted their costly pennants;
the beasts of the flood [?] rolled on the deep
under their fair sails.
54.
Splendid gold glowed,
set about the fair prows;
on the steeds of Hlér the lovely sun
cast its beams far and wide.
The Storm
55.
The brothers stepped aboard the beasts of the bilge,
spread the cloths of the fair wind;
the wolf of the trees turns into the sails
and heaved a heavy breath.
56.
The sails clang and the ribs roar,
the parrels and the rudder yell;
the ropes howl along the paths of the stream
when the storms chase the ships.
57.
Rán's she-wolves sped their course
over the land of the flounder's stall,
just as a swift arrow [?] flies
before a sharp wind.
58.
Bermi skipti báls um geð [?];
the fair wind, most obliging,
held for the vikings on the bed of the waters
four days.
59.
Then the giant began to hiss aloud
and puff his cheeks with storms;
long the grey surf drives
wildly over the serpents of the mast.
60.
The sharp weather went beyond all measure,
so that it nearly terrified the men;
eight days across the coalfish's bench
the storm never abated.
61.
The seals' maiden, the wave,
squeezed the ocean's horses on both sides;
the steering failed, the ships filled,
the fleet was broken apart.
62.
The prince's natural sons
all sailed on one ship;
the storm drove that vessel [?] away,
and the three that were nearest it.
The Hamingja and the Gods
63.
Then the waves bore the four ships [?],
the billows chased them far;
the blue swell likewise
rolled them from side to side.
64.
Why should fortune here
wish to show such a trick?
Or does she mean
to destroy Úlfar's life?
65.
O you gods of stream and storm,
still your hasty wrath;
let the lords of the wave-serpent
keep their breath and their wits.
66.
Never will your fame or your power
grow by this,
though Úlfar should meet his life's fall
and give up all his glories.
67.
Fortune is least to be counted on
against such tricks this time;
she stood ever to one side,
and yet won little.
68.
Fortune could govern nothing
before the raging troll-wife of the winds;
crying aloud, Luck went to the gods
and spoke these words:
69.
"The scowling Urnir of the weathers
falls upon my friends;
the lord of Rán lends him
his help and his aid.
70.
"You who love the strong fates
of the noblest of valiant men,
let your godhead forbid
the works of Ægir's malice.
71.
"If the men become pale corpses,
the reddener of the slain will dwindle [?];
the host of champions beside you,
I think, will grow fewer."
The Norn and Álfheimar
72.
The god of fates took heed
of what troubled Luck said;
such news in his ears
stung sharply [?].
73.
He sought out Skrýmnir's foster-child [?]
and turned his words this way:
"Get up on your feet, aged Norn,
I shall send you to Álfheimar.
74.
"Least of all may you be slow, woman,
in the work of errands;
carry our greeting quickly
to both of Forniótr's heirs.
75.
"Bid them, by Austri's host [?],
to bind up their works of malice,
and also to spare
their friend Úlfar the Strong."
76.
Old Elli found Ægir:
"Soften all your wrath."
The fury of the giants' storms ran out,
and Rán's [?] grew weary.
77.
Ægir steadily combed apart
the great gatherings of the currents;
the brother of fire led the horses of the rollers
into a gentle harbour.
78.
Then the horses of the billow took
their rest in a fair anchorage;
there lay a lovely land by the sea,
leafed with green blossom.
The Poet's Farewell
79.
Worn out by the tossing of the sea, the lord
made fast the serpents of the surf;
and most of the company of men
took their rest, as they most wished.
80.
Sleep and the dark of night
call me from the ale of Kjalar's cup:
one cup of Odin has been drunk,
the First Ríma ends.
Colophon
Úlfarrímur — The Rímur of Úlfar the Strong, Fyrsta Ríma (First Ríma)
Good Works Translation from Old Icelandic, made from the 1775 Hrappsey first edition page scan images. First made in April 2026; retranslated whole in October 2026, when every stanza was read again from the scans. This version replaces the earlier one, which had misread several stanzas and lacked twenty-two of them.
This is the first English translation of any part of the Úlfarrímur. No previous English translation exists. The cycle was composed by Þorlákr Guðbrandsson (formerly Sheriff of Ísafjörður) and Árni Böðvarsson and first printed at Hrappsey by E.G. Hoff in 1775. A second edition was printed at Viðey in 1834.
independent translation standard statement: This translation was independently derived from the Old Icelandic source text as read from 1775 first edition page scan images. No reference English translation was consulted — none exists. The Icelandic was read directly from Fraktur typeface page images, transcribed, and translated. Kennings are kept where they can be read (Odin's ale, the flood from Kvasir's wounds, the coalfish's hall for the sea, the horses of the waves for ships) and given plainly where they would only puzzle.
Uncertain readings: marked [?] in the source text, and in the English where the sense is in doubt. Two lines whose sense could not be settled are left in Icelandic: stanza 8, mæði vinda hyrjar, and stanza 58, Bermi skipti báls um geð. Other uncertain words or senses: stanza 2 (Völ), 18 (gár), 19 (umvíes), 21 (sokótt), 24 (hafinu), 30 (Gre, given loosely), 53 (fílar), 57 (elldfíng), 62 and 63 (the ship-words humlúng, byrni), 71, 72, 73, 75 and 76. In stanza 37, "the giant's sole-lands" are shields: the kenning recalls the giant who stood on his shield. The print numbers two stanzas 69; the first is given here as 68.
Ríma I of a multi-ríma cycle. The complete Úlfarrímur extends to approximately 225 printed pages.
Scribed for the Good Works Library, April and October 2026.
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Source Text: Rímur af Úlfari Sterka — Fyrsta Ríma
Old Icelandic source text transcribed from the 1775 Hrappsey first edition page scan images (Google Books). Fraktur typeface; spelling follows the print, with its ø and ö both given as ö. Stanzas 1–13 stand on pp. 3–5 of the print, 14–29 on pp. 5–6, 30–38 on p. 7 and 39–80 on pp. 8–13. Uncertain readings marked with [?].
Mansöngr
-
Fuglar Sigtyrs fliugid enn,
framm af Herjans hellu;
Skálir Odins skulud senn,
skeinkia fólki sniöllu. -
Þó ei sjeu um virktir Völ [?],
Vals á dýrum Könnum;
Þori eg bjóda Odins öl,
öllum múga mönnum. -
Mier er á hendi merkileg
minning Afreks Verka;
Og sannliga kominn á Sagnar Veg,
sagann af Ulfari Sterka. -
Því hefur Hár á hornin rennt
hreinum dverga geimi,
og mier líka Söguna sendt,
sunnan lángt úr heimi. -
Ydur því bera eitt skal fyrst
Odins staup ad Mundum;
Smackid þjer fólk sem fyrr var þyrst,
flód úr Qvásis undum. -
O þier Gudir í Ása Höll,
Öl styrendur kera,
látid spretta lióda Völl,
líka ávöxt bera. -
Týrs eg heite hurdir á,
Hárs ad rádum merkum,
medann eg inni allt í frá
Ulfars hreysti-verkum. -
Mitt giörir enda Mansaungs tal,
Mædi Vinda Hyriar;
Hlustid til, eg herma skal,
hvernig Söguna byriar.
Cyrus, Daniel and Cambyses
-
Cyrum nefna Millding má,
margra er giætti láda;
Persia allri og Asia
átti fyrir ad ráda. -
Hádi hann einatt hrotta þrá,
heims um byggdir vída;
Eingi treystaz madurinn má,
móti honum ad strída. -
Geingu allir hanns á hönd,
honum so luckann þiónar;
Kóngurinn tók inn Chaldæa lönd,
og komst til Babylónar. -
Ísraëls Land í audnu stód,
enn um þessar Mundir;
Þar var herleidd Herrans Þjód,
helldur lángar stundir. -
Þar var hinn dýri Daniel,
er dæmi Gydinga hryggdi;
og sómagæddur Zorobabel,
er sídar Musterid byggdi. -
Unnt var Gydingum ordlofs nú,
er óskad höfdu leingi.
Enn Daniel kenndi Christna Trú,
Kóngi og öllu hanns meingi. -
Frá uppbyrjan Allda nú
Árinn telja mátta;
Hundrud fiögur, þúsund þriú,
þriátíu fimm og átta. -
Clarelius het kiærn vid dör,
Kóngsins Hershöfdingi.
Sá var Tyggia systur bör,
sást ei hanns jafningi. -
Sveitinn villdi orrusti í
ecki leingur standa;
Kóngurinn helldur hernum því
heim til Persia landa. -
Spakur í kyrrdum Gramur gár [?],
Gud til fridar mykti.
Tuttugu og níu töldust ár,
er Tyggi frægur ríkti. -
Hilmir eptir heims umvíes [?],
hnie frá baugi raudum.
Kom til ríkis Cambyses,
ad Kóngi Cyro daudum. -
Þeim var gefid Niflungs Nafn,
nióti Handar lióma.
Hann þókkti ei hinum jafn,
hverke ad Dygd nie Sóma. -
Þegar ad ríki Sióli sest,
sokótt [?] vída átti.
Glæpafullur giördi flest,
Gud sem styggia mátti. -
Ecki þolad öldinn feck
Ödlings glæpi stóru;
af því margur undann geck,
og í burtu fóru.
Clarelius in Dalmaria
-
Clarelius hugsar hitt,
hier af stofnist vandi;
heimti samann Herlid sitt,
og hellt í burt úr landi. -
Hlaupa lætur Herrann sá
Hrannar dýr um grædi;
Hestar báru hafinu [?] á,
höfdu lánga mædi. -
Vedurinn hvöss um hvíta dröfn
hlunna vögnum óku,
uns ad dreingir dýra höfn
vid Dalmariam tóku. -
Öldinn geck frá Upsa [?] sal,
uppá land med gledi.
Dögling sá het Daneval,
er Dalmaria redi. -
Honum var alt til lista lagt,
lífsins mesta blóma.
Einnig líka er mier sagt,
hann ætti Drottning fróma. -
Ödlings dóttir Elena het,
af bar hverju Sprundi;
Getid er ei um Grickja flet,
göfugri finnast mundi. -
Clarelius Kóngs á fund
kom med lidinu sniöllu;
Var þar þriggia vetra stund,
velmetinn ad öllu. -
Brodda sídann Gre [?] frá Gram,
giördi hugurinn bryna,
Ödling gaf honum Africam,
og einka dóttur sína. -
Kiörinn setst þar Kóngdóm í,
kafinn gulli brenda;
Sídann styrdi þeingill því,
þadann af lífs til enda.
The Sons of Clarelius
-
Ödling tamur vid unda kólf,
auds og gefni dýra,
Syni áttu sídann tólf,
so vill bókinn skýra. -
Grímur knúdi geir vid rönd,
garpi hverjum frægri;
Geirúlfur med vigra vönd,
varla þokkti hægri. -
Algarius ecki seinn,
átur skeinkti Hrafni.
Valebrunus var og einn,
er varga ól á tafni. -
Víkingur stód varla kyrr,
vígs á hjalli raudum;
Godvardur í stála styr,
steypti mörgum daudum. -
Elentinus einatt bar
Yggiar bál ad hilldi;
Ascalones einnig þar
unda vakti gilldi. -
Hertogi og Brúni reyndu rönd,
Rögnis skyrtur stýfdu;
Eyvindur og Húni ilja lönd,
Urnis sundur skýfdu. -
Upp hef eg talid alla hier,
Ödlings Kunda stóra,
átte Kongur adra sier
enn launsyne fióra.
The Four Brothers
-
Opt Villifer ypti geir,
annar Randver merki,
Bemundur þridie fleina freyr,
fiórde Ulfar sterki. -
Þrek so alldrei þokkti strángt,
þeir ei afle treysti;
þó bar Ulfar af þeim lángt,
alla frægd og hreysti. -
Eingi veit hanns megn ne mátt,
meintu briótar sverda,
ad honum mundi aflafátt
alldrei kunna verda. -
Hanns jafníngia hvergi fann,
hverki á sió ne landi,
hverri skepnu heims um rann
halldinn ósigrandi. -
Arfa Kóngs til frægda flest
fýsti þrátt ad vinna.
Unni honum Ödling mest
allra sona sinna. -
Sat í fridi Fylkir lands,
fram so stunder lída,
Eingi þordi ullur brands
á hanns Ríki strída.
The Voyage
-
Brædur geingu á födur síns fund,
fá so hegdad rædu:
Oss lystir um Laxagrund
ad leita vargi fædu. -
Halur er margur heims um sal
hraustur í fiúki skiallda;
fáid oss skip og skatna tal,
Vier skulum í hernad hallda. -
Ydur skal látid ótt í te,
ansa Kóngur mundi,
lángskip tólf med lid og fe,
er liggia á Arnarsundi. -
Nóg skal Gull á fleyinn fært,
og fanng sem best til verda.
Brædur þacka Kóngi kiært,
og kvöddu sig til ferda. -
Hann let velia Hervopn góð,
Hundings Vod og skilldi;
Brædra for so búinn stód,
í betsta heimsins Gilldi. -
Ulfar mælti: Morgni ad
munum vier segl upp draga.
Öllum þókti er hann kvad,
ágiætligarst haga. -
Dagurinn kom, enn dimmann leid,
dreingir ordlof tóku;
Sídann ad biartri báru-heid
brautar vögnum óku. -
Hugur var þyrstur Geirs í göll,
geyst því margir fóru;
Barmar koma ad birtings höll,
þar bryggiur fyrir vóru. -
Hestar allir Hafla blóds
hrósudu dýrum treflum.
Rölltu á lægi fílar [?] flóds,
fögrum undir reflum. -
Glóudu veglig Grettis ból,
greypt um stafna frída;
A fáka hlíes hin fagra sól
fleygdi geislum vída.
The Storm
-
Brædur stigu á dælu dýr,
dúka byriar þöndu;
Vargur tries í vodirnar snýr,
og varpadi þúngri Öndu. -
Glymia segl enn rymur raung,
rakkar og stýrinn gellta;
streingir emja straums um gaung,
þá stormar skipinn ellta. -
Ylgiur Ránar flýttu för
flidru báss um strindi,
eins sem flýgur elldfíng [?] ör
undann hvössum vindi. -
Bermi skipti báls um ged [?],
byrinn nærsta þægur,
Víkinga á vötum bed,
vardi fiögur dægur. -
Þá nam Jötun hvæsa hátt,
og hveptana belgia storma;
Laungum drífur giálfrid grátt
geyst um siglu Orma. -
Vedrid hvast úr hófi geck,
so höldum nærsta ægdi;
Atta daga um upsa beck
alldrei storminn lægdi. -
Blakka grædis brimla mey
ad bádum sídum kreysti;
biladi stiórn, enn fyllti fley,
flotann sundur leysti. -
Grams launsynir allir á
einu skipi fóru.
Humlúng þenna hrakti frá,
og hin þriú nærst honum vóru.
The Hamingja and the Gods
-
Báru fióra byrni þá,
bylgiur vída ellltu.
Eins þeim líka alldann blá
á ymsar sídur velltu. -
Hví mun vilia hamingiann hier
hvecki slíka sýna?
Ellegar skal hun ætla sier
Ulfars líf týna? -
O! þier Gudir straums og storms,
stillid reidi bráda;
Látid drottna Ölldu Orms
Önd og sinni ráda. -
Alldrei vaxa af því mun
ydar frægd ne Velldi;
þó Ulfar hitti æfi hrun,
og allar frægdir selldi. -
Sídst má hafa hamíngiu vid
hrecki slíka ad sinni.
Æ stód hún á adra hlid,
enn þó lítid vinni. -
[printed 69] Eingu rádid audnann feck
fyrir ólmu Vinda flagdi,
æpandi til Gudanna geck
giæfann og þetta sagdi. -
Urnir vedra ýgldur fer
uppá vini mína;
Herrann Ránar honum ler
hiálp og adstod sína. -
Þier sem elskid örlög sterk
ædstu Hreystimanna,
látid Ægis illsku verk
ydar Guddóm banna. -
Ef virdar ad fölum verda ná,
val mun ríódann smæcka [?],
lid einheria ydur hiá,
ætla eg muni fæcka.
The Norn and Álfheimar
-
Gud örlaga giætti ad því,
hvad Giæfann þrúnginn rædi.
Soddann fregn hanns eyrum í
ákafliga blædi [?]. -
Fann hann Skrymnis fóstru korn [?],
og feck so ordum venda:
Arkadu á fætur olldrud Norn,
í Alfheima skal þig senda. -
Sídst þú vera svanninn mátt
sein í eyrinda störfum;
Kvedin vora ber þú brátt
bádum forniots Örfum. -
Inn þeim bióði Austra lid [?]
illsku bindast verka,
og so líka vægia vid
vin sinn Ulfar Sterka. -
Ellinn gamla Ægi fann:
alla mýk þú brædi.
Þursa storma reidinn rann,
og Ránar sílum [?] mædi. -
Ægir stóru strauma söfn
stödugt sundur greiddi.
Bródir ellds á hæga höfn
hlunna fáka leiddi. -
Hrannar tóku hestar þá
hvíld á lægi vænu;
þar var fagurt land vid lá,
laufgad blómstri grænu.
The Poet's Farewell
-
Siós af volki Dróttinn dæst
drafnar snáka festi;
værdir tóku, vill því nærst,
virda múgurinn flesti. -
Mig frá Kialars Krúsar ál
kallar svefn og gríma:
Ein er druckinn Odins skál,
endast fyrrsta Ríma.
Source Colophon
Source: Rímur af Úlfari Sterka, composed by Þorlákr Guðbrandsson and Árni Böðvarsson. First edition printed at Hrappsey by E.G. Hoff, 1775. Page scan images from Google Books digitization, retained in the Good Works Library source archive.
Edition notes: The 1775 Hrappsey edition is the editio princeps. A second edition was printed at Viðey (Blaustrí) in 1834 by D.M. Stephensen. The Google Books OCR text extraction of the 1834 edition is severely corrupted and unusable as a translation source. The 1775 page scan images are clear Fraktur typeface, legible where accessible.
Manuscript basis: Published "eptir Síra Ejólfs á Bollum eigin handar rite" — from Síra Ejólf of Bollar's own hand-copy.
License: Public domain (published 1775, copyright expired).