Poetic Edda - Bellows Trans.
Baldrs Draumar
And the goddesses came and council held,
And the far-famed ones the truth would find,
Why baleful dreams to Baldr had come.
2. Then Othin rose, the enchanter old,
And the saddle he laid on Sleipnir's back;
Thence rode he down to Niflhel deep,
And the hound he met that came from hell.
3. Bloody he was on his breast before,
At the father of magic he howled from afar;
Froward rode Othin, the earth resounded
Till the house so high of Hel he reached.
4. 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 death she spoke:
5. "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."
Othin spake:
6. "Vegtam my name, I am Valtam's son;
Speak thou of hel, for of heaven I know;
For whom are the benches bright with rings,
And the platforms gay bedecked with gold?"
7. The Wise-Woman spake:
"Here for Baldr the mead is brewed,
The shining drink, and a shield lied o'er it;
But their hope is gone from the mighty gods.
Unwilling I spake, and now would be still."
Othin spake:
8. "Wise-woman, cease not! I seek from thee
All to know that I fain would ask;
Who shall the bane of Baldr become,
And steal the life from Othin's son?"
9. The Wise-Woman spake:
"Hoth thither bears the far-famed branch,
He shall the bane of Baldr become,
And steal the life from Othin's son.
Unwilling I spake, and now would be still."
Othin spake:
10. "Wise-woman, cease not! I seek from thee
All to know that I fain would ask:
Who shall vengeance win for the evil work,
Or bring to the flames the slayer of Baldr?"
The Wise-Woman spake:
11. "Rind bears Vali in Vestrsalir,
And one night old fights Othin's son;
His hands he shall wash not, his hair he shall comb not,
Till the slayer of Baldr he brings to the flames.
Unwilling I spake, and now would be still."
Othin spake:
12. "Wise-woman, cease no I seek from thee
All to know that I fain would ask:
What maidens are they who then shall weep
And toss to the sky the yards of sails?"
13. The Wise-Woman spake:
"Vegtam thou art not, as erstwhile I thought;
Othin thou art, the enchanter old."
Othin spake:
14. "No wise-woman art thou, nor wisdom hast;
Of giants three the mother art thou."
The Wise-Woman spake:
15. "Home ride, Othin, be ever proud;
For no one of men shall seek me more
Till Loki wanders loose from his bonds,
And to the last strife the destroyers come."
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