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GANRADE.
Among the sons of mortal birth
The stream that parts the Gods and earth,
Is Ifing[1] call’d. Thro’ regions wide
It ever rolls its ample tide:
Nor does the petrifying wind,
Its waves in icy fetters bind.
Among the sons of mortal birth
The stream that parts the Gods and earth,
Is Ifing[1] call’d. Thro’ regions wide
It ever rolls its ample tide:
Nor does the petrifying wind,
Its waves in icy fetters bind.
VAFTHRUDNIS.
Tell, mighty Ganrade! now the name,
Borne by that wide-extended plain;
Where, deck’d with many a shining car,
Gods and great Surtur[2] rush to war.
Tell, mighty Ganrade! now the name,
Borne by that wide-extended plain;
Where, deck’d with many a shining car,
Gods and great Surtur[2] rush to war.