Once were the gods together met The goddesses came and council held And the far-famed ones The truth would find why baleful dreams To Baldr came Then Othin rose the enchanter old Thence rode he down to Niflhel deep And the hound he met that came from hell Bloody he was on his breast before At the father of magic he howled from afar Forward rode Othin the earth resounded Till the house so high of Hel he reached Then Othin rode to the eastern door There he knew well was the wise-woman's grave Magic he spoke and mighty charms Till spell-bound she rose and in d**h she spoke What is the man to me unknown That has made me travel the troublous road I was snowed on with snow and smitten with rain And drenched with dew long was i dead Speak thou of hell for of heaven i know For whom are the benches Bright with rings Bedecked with gold Here for Baldr the mead is brewed There is a shining drink and a shield lies o'er it And their hope is gone from the mighty gods Wise-woman cease not i seek from thee All to know that fain would ask Who shall the bane of Baldr become And steal the life from Othin's son Hoth thither bears the far-famed branch He shall the bane of Baldr become And steal the life from Othin's son Wise-woman cease not i seek from thee All to know that fain would ask Who shall vengeance win for the evil work Or bring to the flames the slayer of Baldr Rind bears Vali in Vestrsalir And one night old fights Othins son His hands he shall wash not His hair he shall comb not Till the slayer of Baldr he brings to the flames