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Bragi spake “A place and a seat will the gods prepare No more in their midst for thee; For the gods know well what men they wish To find at their mighty feasts.” ~Lokasenna, stanza 8
Gefjun spake “Why, ye gods twain, with bitter tongues Raise hate among us here? Loki is famed for his mockery foul, And the dwellers in heaven he hates.” ~Lokasenna, stanza 19
Loki spake “Be silent, Othin! not justly thou settest The fate of the fight among men; Oft gavest thou to him who deserved not the gift, To the baser, the battle’s prize.” ~Lokasenna, stanza 22
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Posted in Uncategorized on Nov 18th, 2008 No Comments »
Of old the gods made feast together And drink they sought ere sated they were; Twigs they shook, and blood they tried: Rich fare in Ægir’s hall they found. ~ Hymiskvitha, stanza 1
The goats’ mighty ruler then rose on his knee, And with all the strength of a god he struck; Whole was the fellow’s helmet-stem, But shattered the wine-cup rounded was. ~ Hymiskvitha, stanza 33
The mighty one came to the council of gods, And the kettle he had that Hymir’s was; So gladly their ale the gods could drink In Ægir’s hall at the autumn-time. ~ Hymiskvitha, stanza 41
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Posted in Uncategorized on Nov 12th, 2008 No Comments »
“My name indeed shall I tell, thou in danger I am, And all my race; I am Othin’s son, Meili’s brother, and Magni’s father, The strong one of the gods; with Thor now speech canst thou get. And now would I know what name thou hast.” ~ Harbarthsjloth, stanza 9
“Thjazi I felled, the giant fierce, And I hurled the eyes of Alvaldi’s son To the heavens hot above; Of my deeds the mightiest marks are these, That all men can see. What, Harbarth, didst thou the while?” ~ Harbarthsjloth, stanza 19
“Ill for thee comes thy keeness of tongue, If the water I choose to wade; Louder, I ween, than a wolf thou cryest, If a blow of my hammer thou hast.” ~ Harbarthsjloth, stanza 47
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Posted in Uncategorized on Nov 4th, 2008 No Comments »
Skirnir spake:
“I am not of the elves, nor the offspring of gods,
Nor of the wise Wanes,
Though I came alone through the leaping flame
Thus to behold thy home.
“Eleven apples, all of gold,
Here will I give thee, Gerth,
To buy thy troth that Freyr shall be
Deemed to be dearest to you.”
Gerth spake:
“I will not take at any man’s wish
These eleven apples ever;
Nor shall Freyr and I one dwelling find
So long as we two live.”
Skirnismal, stanzas 19 to 21
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