When Sðl bathed Rind's rival
In Mardoll's eyelash-dew
And the powers of dwarves burden
Gazed from home of the chosen few
Then the mother of the earth-ring-bane
Ygg's first tree-clad bride
Danced gaily neath the world-hall's flame
And adder's ease betide
Yet valley fish rest lightly
The sea-thread writhes and coils
For corpse-brand-thorns spread Northway
O'er Blain's skull-fetter's soils
To provoke the d**hs of arm-fire-heirs
Of nine-wave-mothers' son
With third's deserted wife daimed theirs
Thus the Ragnarok's begun
Now Onar's only daughter
Lies beaten, raped, betrayed
Since Rome has waded Ægir's road
Called Vidrir's line its slaves
Yet Svolnir mourns Night's broken child
Who neath the elfdisc trod
On whom the all-bright wave-fire smiled
The beloved of the raven god