There did Modsognir[47] The mightiest become Of all Dvergar, And Durin next to him; They two shaped Many _man-likenesses_ In the ground, As Durin has told.[48] * * * * * It is time to reckon Down to Lofar, For mankind (Gónar), The Dvergar in Dvalin’s host,[49] Those who went From the stone-halls, The host of Aurvangar, To Jöruvellir (battle-plains). * * * * * Until out of that host[50] To the house[51] Came three Asar Mighty and mild; They found on the ground Ask and Embla, Helpless and fateless They had no breath, They had no mind, Neither blood nor motion Nor proper complexion. Odin gave the breath,[52] Hœnir gave the mind, Lodur gave the blood And befitting hues. (Völuspa.) Finally the Völva describes the end of the world. Eastward sat the old one In Jarnvid,[53] And there bred The brood of Fenrir; Of them all One becomes The destroyer of the sun In the shape of a Troll. He[54] is fed with the lives Of death-fated men; He reddens the seat of the gods With red blood; The sunshine becomes black After the summers, And all weather woe-begone. Know ye all up to this and onward? The herdsman of the Jötun woman, The glad Egdir, Sat there on a mound And struck a harp, A bright-red cock, Called Fjalar, Crowed near him In the bird-wood. Crowed for the Asar Gullinkambi (golden-comb), He rouses the warriors At Herjafödr’s (host-father); But another crows Under the ground, A dark red cock,[55] In the halls of Hel. Garm barks violently Before the Gnipa cave; The fetters will break And the wolf will run; She (the Völva) knows many tales. I see further forward To the doom of the powers The dark doom of the gods.