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THE SONG OF ATLI.
GUDRUN, Giuki’s daughter, avenged her brethren, as is told far and wide: first she slew the sons of Atli, and then Atli himself; and she burned the hall thereafter, and all the household with it: and about these matters is this song made:—
In days long gone
Sent Atli to Gunnar
A crafty one riding,
Knefrud men called him;
To Giuki’s garth came he,
To the hall of Gunnar,
To the benches gay-dight,
And the gladsome drinking.
Sent Atli to Gunnar
A crafty one riding,
Knefrud men called him;
To Giuki’s garth came he,
To the hall of Gunnar,
To the benches gay-dight,
And the gladsome drinking.
There drank the great folk
’Mid the guileful one’s silence,
Drank wine in their fair hall:
The Huns’ wrath they feared,
When Knefrud cried
In his cold voice.
’Mid the guileful one’s silence,
Drank wine in their fair hall:
The Huns’ wrath they feared,
When Knefrud cried
In his cold voice.
