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Prose Edda - Brodeur Trans. Gylfaginning
when I awoke, that some dirt from the twigs fell upon my head. Art thou awake, Thor? It will be time to arise and clothe us; but now ye have no long journey forward to the castle called Útgardr. I have heard how ye have whispered among yourselves that I am no little man in stature; but ye shall see taller men, if ye come into Útgardr. Now I will give you wholesome advice: do not conduct yourselves boastfully, for the henchmen of Útgarda-Loki will not well endure big words from such swaddling-babes. But if not so, then turn back, and I think it were better for you to do that; but if ye will go forward, then turn to the east. As for me, I hold my way north to these hills, which ye may now see.' Skrýmir took the provision-bag and cast it on his back, and turned from them across the forest; and it is not recorded that the Æsir bade him god-speed. XLVI. "Thor turned forward on his way, and his fellows, and went onward till mid-day. Then they saw a castle standing in a certain plain, and set their necks down on their backs before they could see up over it. They went to the castle; and there was a grating in front of the castle-gate, and it was closed. Thor went up to the grating, and did not succeed in opening it; but when they struggled to make their way in, they crept between the bars and came in that way. They saw a great hall and went thither; the door was open; then they went in, and saw there many men on two benches, and most of them were big enough. Thereupon they came before the king Útgarda-Loki and saluted him; but he looked at them in his own good time, and smiled scornfully over his teeth, and said: 'It is late to ask tidings of a long journey; or is it otherwise than I think: that this toddler is Oku-Thor? Yet thou may-
est be greater than thou
appearest to me. What manner of accomplishments are those, which thou
and thy fellows think to be ready for? No one shall be here with us who
knows not some kind of craft or cunning surpassing most men.'
ahead that he turned back
to meet Thjálfi at the end of the course. Then said Útgarda-Loki:
'Thou wilt need to lay thyself forward more, Thjálfi, if thou art
to win the game; but it is none the less true that never have any men
come hither who seemed to me fleeter of foot than this.' Then they began
another heat; and when Hugi had reached the course's end, and was turning
back, there was still a long bolt-shot to Thjálfi. Then spake Útgarda-Loki:
'Thjálfi appears to me to run this course well, but I do not believe
of him now that he will win the game. But it will be made manifest presently,
when they run the third heat.' Then they began the heat; but when Hugi
had come to the end of the course and turned back, Thjálfi had
not yet reached mid-course. Then all said that that game had been proven.
head from the horn and looked
to see how it had gone with the drinking, it seemed to him that there
was very little space by which the drink was lower now in the horn than
before. Then said Útgarda-Loki: 'It is well drunk, and not too
much; I should not have believed, if it had been told me, that Ása-Thor
could not drink a greater draught. But I know that thou wilt wish to drink
it off in another draught.' Thor answered nothing; he set the horn to
his mouth, thinking now that he should drink a greater drink, and struggled
with the draught until his breath gave out; and yet he saw that the tip
of the horn would not come up so much as he liked. When he took the horn
from his mouth and looked into it, it seemed to him then as if it had
decreased less than the former time; but now there was a clearly apparent
lowering in the horn. Then said Útgarda-Loki: 'How now, Thor? Thou
wilt not shrink from one more drink than may be well for thee? If thou
now drink the third draught from the horn, it seems to me as if this must
be esteemed the greatest; but thou canst not be called so great a man
here among us as the Æsir call thee, if thou give not a better account
of thyself in the other games than it seems to me may come of this.' Then
Thor became angry, set the horn to his mouth, and drank with all his might,
and struggled with the drink as much as he could; and when he looked into
the horn, at least some space had been made. Then he gave up the horn
and would drink no more.
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