Introductory Note

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44. Now Garm howls loud | before Gnipahellir,
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The fetters will burst, | and the wolf run free;
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Much do I know, | and more can see
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Of the fate of the gods, | the mighty in fight.
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45. Brothers shall fight | and fell each other,
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And sisters’ sons | shall kinship stain; [20]
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Hard is it on earth, | with mighty whoredom;
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Axe-time, sword-time, | shields are sundered,
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Wind-time, wolf-time, | ere the world falls;
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Nor ever shall men | each other spare.
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46. Fast move the sons | of Mim, and fate
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Is heard in the note | of the Gjallarhorn;
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Loud blows Heimdall, | the horn is aloft,
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In fear quake all | who on Hel-roads are.
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47. Yggdrasil shakes, | and shiver on high
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The ancient limbs, | and the giant is loose;
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To the head of Mim | does Othin give heed,
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But the kinsman of Surt | shall slay him soon.
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48. How fare the gods? | how fare the elves?
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All Jotunheim groans, | the gods are at council;
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Loud roar the dwarfs | by the doors of stone,
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The masters of the rocks: | would you know yet more?
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49. Now Garm howls loud | before Gnipahellir,
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The fetters will burst, | and the wolf run free;
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Much do I know, | and more can see
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Of the fate of the gods, | the mighty in fight.
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50. From the east comes Hrym | with shield held high;
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In giant-wrath | does the serpent writhe;
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O’er the waves he twists, | and the tawny eagle
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Gnaws corpses screaming; | Naglfar is loose.
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51. O’er the sea from the north | there sails a ship
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With the people of Hel, | at the helm stands Loki;
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After the wolf | do wild men follow,
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And with them the brother | of Byleist goes.
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52. Surt fares from the south | with the scourge of branches,
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The sun of the battle-gods | shone from his sword;
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The crags are sundered, | the giant-women sink,
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The dead throng Hel-way, | and heaven is cloven.

Source attribution

The poetic Edda, Project Gutenberg eBook #73533

LAYS OF THE GODS NOTES