Norse mythology; or, The religion of our forefathers, containing all the myths of the Eddas, systematized and interpretedAnderson, Rasmus Björn
Religion
Norse mythology; or, The religion of our forefathers, containing all the myths of the Eddas, systematized and interpreted
Anderson, Rasmus Björn
Mythology, Norse; Northmen -- Religion; Old Norse literature; Tales, Medieval
103. At home let a man be cheerful,
And toward a guest liberal;
Of wise conduct he should be,
Of good memory and ready speech;
If much knowledge he desires,
He must often talk on what is good.
Fimbulfambi he is called
Who little has to say:
Such is the nature of the simple.
104. The old giant I sought;
Now I am come back:
Little got I there by silence;
In many words
I spoke to my advantage
In Suttung’s halls.[15]
105. Gunlad gave me,
On her golden seat,
A draught of the precious mead;
A bad recompense I afterwards made her
For her whole soul,
Her fervent love.
106. Rate’s mouth I caused
To make a space,
And to gnaw the rock;
Over and under me
Were the giant’s ways:
Thus I my head did peril.
107. Of a well assumed form
I made good use:
Few things fail the wise,
For Odrærer is now come up
To men’s earthly dwellings.
108. ’Tis to me doubtful,
That I could have come
From the giant’s courts,
Had not Gunlad aided me,—
That good damsel
Over whom I laid my arm.
109. On the day following
Came the frost-giants
To learn something of the High One
In the High One’s hall;
After Bolverk they inquired,
Whether he with the gods were come,
Or Suttung had destroyed him.
110. Odin I believe
A ring-oath[16] gave.
Who in his faith will trust?
defrauded,
Of his drink bereft,
And Gunlad made to weep!
111. Time ’t is to discourse
From the speaker’s chair.
By the well of Urd
I silent sat,
I saw and meditated,
I listened to men’s words.
112. Of runes I heard discourse,
And of things divine,
Nor of risting[17] them were they silent,
Nor of sage counsels,
At the High One’s hall.
In the High One’s hall
I thus heard say:
113. I counsel thee, Lodfafner,
To take advice;
Thou wilt profit, if thou takest it.
Rise not at night,
Unless to explore,
Or art compelled to go out.
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