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SONGS FROM THE EDDA.
The ling-fish long
Of the land of Hadding,
Wheat-ears unshorn,
And wild things’ inwards.
Of the land of Hadding,
Wheat-ears unshorn,
And wild things’ inwards.
In that mead were mingled
Many ills together,
Blood of all the wood,
And brown-burnt acorns;
The black dew of the hearth,[1]
And god-doomed dead beasts’ inwards,
And the swine’s liver sodden,
For wrongs late done that deadens.
Many ills together,
Blood of all the wood,
And brown-burnt acorns;
The black dew of the hearth,[1]
And god-doomed dead beasts’ inwards,
And the swine’s liver sodden,
For wrongs late done that deadens.
Then waned my memory
When that was within me,
Of my lord ’mid the hall
By the iron laid low.
Three kings came
Before my knees
Ere she herself
Fell to speech with me.
When that was within me,
Of my lord ’mid the hall
By the iron laid low.
Three kings came
Before my knees
Ere she herself
Fell to speech with me.
“I will give to thee, Gudrun,
Gold to be glad with,
All the great wealth
Of thy father gone from us,
Rings of red gold
And the great hall of Lodver,
And all fair hangings left
By the king late fallen.
Gold to be glad with,
All the great wealth
Of thy father gone from us,
Rings of red gold
And the great hall of Lodver,
And all fair hangings left
By the king late fallen.
- ↑ This means soot.
