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Thus sang Ulfr Uggason: Swiftly the Far-Famed rideth, The Foretelling God, to the
fire speeds, To the wide pyre of his offspring; Through my cheeks praise-songs
are pouring. Thus sang Thjodolfr of Hvin: The slain lay there sand-strewing, ...
Thus sang Ulfr Uggason: There I think the Valkyrs follow, And ravens, Victorious
Odin To the blood of holy Baldr. With old tales the hall was painted. Thus sang
Egill Skallagrimsson : No victims for this To Vili's brother, The High-God, I offer, ...
Thus sang Einarr Tinkling-Scale: 'T is mine to pour the liquor Of the Host-God's
mead-cask freely Before the ships' swift Speeder: For this I win no scorning. Thus
sang Ulfr Uggason: His steed the lordly Heimdallr Spurs to the pyre gods builded
Thus sang Olfr Uggason: I show to host-glad Aleifr The Heart-Fjord's Shoal of
Odin, — My song: him do I summon To hear the Gift of Grimnir. Poesy is called
Sea, or Liquid of the Dwarves, because Kvasir's blood was liquid in Odrerir
before the ...
Thus sang Eilifr: The Merciless Destroyer Of the people of the Giants Grasped
with ready fore-arms At the heavy red-hot iron. Thus sang Olfr Uggason: Faintly
the stout-framed thickling A fearful. 1 The remainder of this stanza cannot be
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LibraryThing ReviewРецензія користувача - JVioland - LibraryThing
Norse sagas written in Iceland around 1210 by Snorri Sturluson (I couldn't possibly have made up that name!). It records histories and traditions of the Norse people. Some material is gruesome, but then we're dealing with a people who hoped to die in battle! Читати огляд повністю
LibraryThing ReviewРецензія користувача - Michael.Rimmer - LibraryThing
I was initially surprised that I knew all of the stories in The Prose Edda, but then I realised that I've been reading adaptations of them since I was aged 10, so not all that surprising really. It ... Читати огляд повністю