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So they went into the palace and found the king stark upon his couch , and his huge limbs all cramped and crippled by the pangs of death , and his hands clenched as if in menace of a foe , -- the Foe of all living flesh ! Then fear came on the gazers , and they looked on Morven with a deeper awe than the boldest warrior would have called forth ; and they bore him back to the council-hall of the wise men , wailing and clashing their arms in woe , and shouting , ever and anon , `` Honour to Morven the prophet ! '' And that was the first time the word PROPHET was ever used in those countries . At noon , on the third day from the king 's death , Siror sought Morven , and he said , `` Lo , my father is no more , and the people meet this evening at sunset to elect his successor , and the warriors and the young men will surely choose my brother , for he is more known in war . Fail me not therefore . '' `` Peace , boy ! '' said Morven , sternly ; `` nor dare to question the truth of the gods of night . ''