Völsunga Saga
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Chapter 21
More Wise Words of Brynhild
Sigurd spake now, "Sure no wiser
woman than thou art one may be found in the wide world; yea, yea, teach
me more yet of thy wisdom!"
She answers, "Seemly is
it that I do according to thy will, and show thee forth more redes of
great avail, for thy prayer's sake and thy wisdom ;" and she spake withal
--
"Be kindly to friend and
kin, and reward not their trespasses against thee; bear and forbear, and
win for thee thereby long enduring praise of men.
"Take good heed of evil
things: a may's love, and a man's wife; full oft thereof doth ill befall!
"Let not thy mind be overmuch
crossed by unwise men at thronged meetings of folk; for oft these speak
worse than they wot of; lest thou be called a dastard, and art minded
to think that thou art even as is said; slay such an one on another day,
and so reward his ugly talk.
"If thou farest by the way
whereas bide evil things, be well ware of thyself; take not harbour near
the highway, though thou be benighted, for oft abide there ill wights
for men's bewilderment.
"Let not fair women beguile
thee, such as thou mayst meet at the feast, so that the thought thereof
stand thee in stead of sleep, and a quiet mind; yea, draw them not to
thee with kisses or other sweet things of love.
"If thou hearest the fool's
word of a drunken man, strive not with him being drunk with drink and
witless; many a grief, yea, and the very death, groweth from out such
things.
"Fight thy foes in the field,
nor be burnt in thine house.
'Never swear thou wrongsome
oath; great and grim is the reward for the breaking of plighted troth.
"Give kind heed to dead
men, -- sick-dead, Sea-dead, or ~word- dead; deal heedfully with their
dead corpses.
"Trow never in him for whom
thou hast slain father, brother, or whatso near kin, yea, though young
he be; `for oft waxes wolf in youngling'.
"Look thou with good heed
to the wiles of thy friends; but little skill is given to me, that I should
foresee the ways of thy life; yet good it were that hate fell not on thee
from those of thy wife's house."
Sigurd spake, "None among
the sons of men can be found wiser than thou; and thereby swear I, that
thee will I have as my own, for near to my heart thou liest."
She answers, "Thee would
I fainest choose, though I had all men's sons to choose from."
And thereto they plighted
troth both of them.
Chapter 22
Of the Semblance and Array
of Sigurd Fafnir's bane (1)
Now Sigurd rides away; many-folded
is his shield, an blazing with red gold, and the image of a dragon is drawn
thereon; and this same was dark brown above, and bright red below; and with
even such-like image was adorned helm, and saddle, and coat-armour; and
he was clad in the golden byrny, and all his weapons were gold wrought.
Now for this cause was the
drake drawn on all his weapons, that when he was seen of men, all folk
might know who went there; yea, all those who had heard of his slaying
of that great dragon, that the Voerings call Fafnir, and for that cause
are his weapons gold-wrought, and brown of hue, and that he was by far
above other men in courtesy and goodly manners, and well-nigh in all things
else; and whenas folk tell of all the mightiest champions, and the noblest
chiefs, then ever is he named the foremost, and his name goes wide about
on all tongues north of the sea of the Greek-lands, and even so shall
it be while the world endures.
Now the hair of this Sigurd
was golden-red of hue, fair of fashion, and falling down in great locks;
thick and short was his beard, and of no other colour, high-nosed he was,
broad and high- boned of face; so keen were his eyes, that few durst gaze
up under the brows of him; his shoulders were as broad to look on as the
shoulders of two; most duly was his body fashioned betwixt height and
breadth, and in such wise as was seemliest; and this is the sign told
of his height, that when he was girt with his sword Gram, which same was
seven spans long, as he went through the full-grown rye-fields, the dew-shoe
of the said sword smote the ears of the standing corn; and, for all that; greater was his strength than his growth: well could he wield sword,
and cast forth spear, shoot shaft, and hold shield, bend bow, back horse,
and do all the goodly deeds that he learned in his youth's days.
Wise he was to know things
yet undone; and the voice of all fowls he knew, wherefore few things fell
on him unawares.
Of many words he was and
so fair of speech withal, that whensoever he made it his business to speak,
he never left speaking before that to all men it seemed full sure, that
no otherwise must the matter be than as he said.
His sport and pleasure it
was to give aid to his own folk, and to prove himself in mighty matters,
to take wealth from his unfriends, and give the same to his friends.
Never did he lose heart,
and of naught was he adrad.
Chapter 23
Sigurd comes to Hlymdale
Forth Sigurd rides till he comes
to a great and goodly dwelling, the lord whereof was a mighty chief called
Heimir; he had to wife a sister of Brynhild, who was hight Bekkhild, because
she had bidden at home, and learned handicraft, whereas Brynhild fared with
helm and byrny, unto the wars, wherefore was she called Brynhild.
Heimir and Bekkhild had
a son called Alswid, the most courteous of men.
Now at this stead were men
disporting them abroad, but when they see the man riding thereto, they
leave their play to wonder at him, for none such had they ever seen erst,
so they went to meet him, and gave him good welcome. Alswid bade him abide
and have such things at his hands as he would; and he takes his bidding
blithesomely; due service withal was established for him; four men bore
the treasure of gold from off the horse, and the fifth took it to him
to guard the same; therein were many things to behold, things of great
price, and seldom seen; and great game and joy men had to look on byrnies
and helms, and mighty rings, and wondrous great golden stoups, and all
kinds of war weapons.
So there dwelt Sigurd long
in great honour holden; and tidings of that deed of fame spread wide through
all lands, of how he had slain that hideous and fearful dragon. So good
joyance had they there together, and each was leal to other; and their
sport was in the arraying of their weapons, and the shafting of their
arrows, and the flying of their falcons.
Chapter 24
Sigurd sees Brynhild at
Hlymdale
In those days came home to Heimir,
Brynhild, his foster daughter, and she sat in her bower with her maidens,
and could do more skill in handycraft than other women; she sat, overlaying
cloth with gold, and sewing therein the great deeds which Sigurd had wrought,
the slaying of the Worm, and the taking of the wealth of him, and the death
of Regin withal.
Now tells the tale, that
on a day Sigurd rode into the wood with hawk, and hound, and men thronging;
and whenas he came home his hawk flew up to a high tower and sat him down
on a certain window. Then fared Sigurd after his hawk, and he saw where
sat a fair woman, and knew that it was Brynhild, and he deems all things
he sees there to be worthy together, both her fairness, and the fair things
she wrought: and therewith he goes into the hall, but has no more joyance
in the games of the men folk.
Then spake Alswid, "Why
art thou so bare of bliss; this manner of thine grieveth us thy friends;
why then wilt thou not hold to thy gleesome ways? Lo, thy hawks pine now,
and thy horse Grani droops; and long will it be ere we are booted thereof?"
Sigurd answered, "Good friend,
hearken to what lies on my mind; for my hawk flew up into a certain tower;
and when I came thereto and took him, lo there I saw a fair woman, and
she sat by a needlework of gold, and did thereon, my deeds that are passed,
and my deeds that are to come,"
Then said Alswid, "Thou
has seen Brynhild, Budli's daughter, the greatest of great women."
"Yea, verily," said Sigurd;
"but how came she hither?"
Aswid answered, "Short space
there was betwixt the coming hither of the twain of you."
Says Sigurd, "Yea, but a
few, days agone I knew her for the best of the world's women."
Alswid said, "Give not all
thine heed to one woman, being such a man as thou art; ill life to sit
lamenting for what we may not have."
"I shall go meet her," says
Sigurd, "and get from her love like my love, and give her a gold ring
in token thereof."
Alswid answered, "None has
ever yet been known whom she would let sit beside her, or to whom she
would give drink; for ever will she hold to warfare and to the winning
of all kinds of fame."
Sigurd said, "We know not
for sure whether she will give us answer or not, or grant us a seat beside
her."
So the next day after, Sigurd
went to the bower, but Alswid stood outside the bower door, fitting shafts
to his arrows.
Now Sigurd spake, "Abide,
fair and hale lady, -- how farest thou?"
She answered, "Well it fares;
my kin and my friends live yet: but who shall say what goodhap folk may
bear to their life's end?"
He sat him down by her,
and there came in four damsels with great golden beakers, and the best
of wine therein; and these stood before the twain.
Then said Brynhild, "This
seat is for few, but and if my father come."
He answered, "Yet is it
granted to one that likes me well."
Now that chamber was hung
with the best and fairest of hanging, and the floor thereof was all covered
with cloth.
Sigurd spake, "Now has it
come to pass even as thou didst promise."
"O be thou welcome here!"
said she, and arose there with, and the four damsels with her, and bore
the golden beaker to him, and bade him drink; he stretched out his hand
to the beaker, and took it, and her hand withal, and drew her down beside
him; and cast his arms round about her neck and kissed her, and said --
"Thou art the fairest that
was ever born!"
But Brynhild said, "Ah,
wiser is it not to cast faith and troth into a woman's power, for ever
shall they break that they have promised."
He said, "That day would
dawn the best of days over our heads whereon each of each should be made
happy."
Brynhild answered, "It is
not fated that we should abide together; I am a shield-may, and wear helm
on head even as the kings of war, and them full oft I help, neither is
the battle become loathsome to me."
Sigurd answered, "What fruit
shall be of our life, if we live not together: harder to bear this pain
that lies hereunder, than the stroke of sharp sword."
Brynhild answers, "I shall
gaze on the hosts of the war kings, but thou shalt wed Gudrun, the daughter
of Giuki."
Sigurd answered, "What king's
daughter lives to beguile me? Neither am I double-hearted herein; and
now I swear by the Gods that thee shall I have for mine own, or no woman
else.
And even suchlike wise spake
she.
8igurd thanked her for her
speech, and gave her a gold ring, and now they swore oath anew, and so
he went his ways to his men, and is with them awhile in great bliss.
ENDNOTES:
(1) This chapter is nearly literally the same as chapter
166 of the "Wilkinasaga"; Ed.: Perinskiold, Stockholm, 1715. Back
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