Introductory Note

Project Gutenberg EPUB3 edition Bellows, Henry Adams
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10. Full soon then his bed | came Hogni to seek,
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The clear-souled one dreamed, | and her dream she kept not,
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To the warrior the wise one | spake when she wakened:
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11. “Thou wouldst go hence, Hogni, | but heed my counsel,— [504]
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Known to few are the runes,— | and put off thy faring;
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I have read now the runes | that thy sister wrote,
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And this time the bright one | did not bid thee to come.
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12. “Full much do I wonder, | nor well can I see,
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Why the woman wise | so wildly hath written;
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But to me it seems | that the meaning beneath
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Is that both shall be slain | if soon ye shall go.
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But one rune she missed, | or else others have marred it.”
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13. “All women are fearful; | not so do I feel,
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Ill I seek not to find | till I soon must avenge it;
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The king now will give us | the glow-ruddy gold;
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I never shall fear, | though of dangers I know.”
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14. “In danger ye fare, | if forth ye go thither, [505]
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No welcoming friendly | this time shall ye find;
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For I dreamed now, Hogni, | and nought will I hide,
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Full evil thy faring, | if rightly I fear.
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15. “Thy bed-covering saw I | in the flames burning,
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And the fire burst high | through the walls of my home.”
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“Yon garment of linen | lies little of worth,
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It will soon be burned, | so thou sawest the bed-cover.”
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16. “A bear saw I enter, | the pillars he broke,
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And he brandished his claws | so that craven we were;
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With his mouth seized he many, | and nought was our might,
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And loud was the tumult, | not little it was.”
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17. “Now a storm is brewing, | and wild it grows swiftly,
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A dream of an ice-bear | means a gale from the east.”
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18. “An eagle I saw flying | from the end through the house,
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Our fate must be bad, | for with blood he sprinkled us;

Source attribution

The poetic Edda, Project Gutenberg eBook #73533

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