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<strong>22.</strong> 'Now victim and worship To Vilir's brother, The god once honoured, I give no more. Yet the friend of Mimir On me hath bestowed Some boot for bale, If all boons I tell. NOW VICTIM AND WORSHIP TO VILLA'S BROTHER THE GOD I ONCE HONORED I GIVE NO MORE YET THE FRIEND OF MIMIR ON ME HATH BESTOWED SOME BOOT FOR BAIL IF ALL BOONS I TELL
en love, Doom death to their kin, A brother's body Barter for gold. <strong>17.</strong> 'Unpleasing to me Our people's mood, Each seeking his own In selfish peace. To the happier bees' home Hath passed my son, My good wife's child To his glorious kin. <strong>18.</strong> 'Odin, mighty monarch, Of minstrel mead the lord, On me a heavy hand Harmful doth lay. Gloomy in unrest Ever I grieve, Sinks my drooping brow, Seat of sight and thought. <strong>19.</strong> 'Fierce fire of sickness First from my home Swept off a son With savage blow: One who was heedful, Harmless, I wot, In deeds unblemished, In words unblamed. <strong>20.</strong> 'Still do I mind me, When the Friend of men High uplifted To the home of gods That sapling stout Of his father's stem, Of my true wife born A branch so fair. <strong>21.</strong> 'Once bare I goodwill To the great spear-lord, Him trusty and true I trowed for friend: Ere the giver of conquest, The car-borne god, Broke faith and friendship False in my need. NE'ER SO KIND TO BROTHER CAN STAND IN BROTHERS STEAD O'ER ALL OUR ICE FIELDS OUR NORTHERN SNOWS FEW NOW I FIND FAITHFUL AND TRUE DARK DEEDS MEN LOVE DOOM DEATH TO THEIR KIN A BROTHER'S BODY BARTER FOR GOLD UNPLEASING TO ME OUR PEOPLE'S MOOD EACH SEEKING HIS OWN IN SELFISH PEACE TO THE HAPPIER BEES HOME HATH PASSED MY SON MY GOOD WIFE'S CHILD TO HIS GLORIOUS KIN ODIN MIGHTY MONARCH OF MINSTREL MEAD THE LORD ON ME A HEAVY HAND HARMFUL DOTH LAY GLOOMY AND UNREST EVER I GRIEVE SINKS MY DROOPING BROW SEAT OF SIGHT AND THOUGHT THIS FIRE OF SICKNESS FIRST FROM MY HOME SWEPT OFF A SUN WITH SAVAGE BLOW ONE WHO WAS HEEDFUL HARMLESS I WOT IN DEEDS UNBLEMISHED IN WORDS UNBLAMED STILL DO I MIND ME WHEN THE FRIEND OF MEN HIGH UPLIFTED TO THE HOME OF GODS THAT SAPLING STOUT OF HIS FATHER'S STEM OF MY TRUE WIFE BORN A BRANCH SO FAIR ONCE BEAR I GOOD WILL TO THE GREAT SPEAR LORD HIM TRUSTY AND TRUE I TROWD FOR FRIEND ERE THE GIVER OF CONQUEST THE CAR BORN GOD BROKE FAITH AND FRIENDSHIP FALSE IN MY NEED
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