55. Then said Ganglere: What tidings are to be told of Ragnarok? Of this I have never heard before. Har answered: Great things are to be said thereof. First, there is a winter called the Fimbul-winter, when snow drives from all quarters, the frosts are so severe, the winds so keen and piercing, that there is no joy in the sun. There are three such winters in succession, without any intervening summer. But before these there are three other winters, during which great wars rage over all the world. Brothers slay each other for the sake of gain, and no one spares his father or mother in that manslaughter and adultery. Thus says the Vala's Prophecy:

       Brothers will fight together
       And become each other's bane;
       Sisters' children
       Their sib shall spoil. (1)
       Hard is the world,
       Sensual sins grow huge.
       There are ax-ages, sword-ages---
       Shields are cleft in twain,---
       There are wind-ages, wolf-ages,
       Ere the world falls dead. (2)

       Then happens what will seem a great miracle, that the wolf (3) devours the sun, and this will seem a great loss. The other wolf will devour the moon, and this too will cause great mischief. The stars shall be hurled from heaven. Then it shall come to pass that the earth and the mountains will shake so violently that trees will be torn up by the roots, the mountains will topple down, and all bonds and fetters will be broken and snapped. The Fenris-wolf gets loose. The sea rushes over the earth, for the Midgard-serpent writhes in giant rage and seeks to gain the land. The ship that is called Naglfar also becomes loose. It is made of the nails of dead men; wherefore it is worth warning that, when a man dies with unpared nails, he supplies a large amount of materials for the building of this ship, which both gods and men wish may be finished as late as possible. But in this flood Naglfar gets afloat. The Fenris-wolf advances with wide open mouth; the upper jaw reaches to heaven and the lower jaw is on the earth. He would open it still wider had he room. Fire flashes from his eyes and nostrils. The Midgard-serpent vomits forth venom, defiling all the air and the sea; he is very terrible, and places himself by the side of the wolf. In the midst of this clash and din the heavens are rent in twain, and the sons of Muspel come riding through the opening. Surt rides first, and before him and after him flames burning fire. He has a very good sword, which shines brighter than the sun. As they ride over Bifrost it breaks to pieces, as has before been stated. The sons of Muspel direct their course to the plain which is called Vigrid. Thither repair also the Fenris-wolf and the Midgard-serpent. To this place have also come Loke and Hrym,. and with him all the frost-giants. In Loke's company are all the friends of Hel. The sons of Muspel have there effulgent bands alone by themselves. The plain Vigrid is one hundred miles (rasts) on each side.
      56. While these things are happening, Heimdal stands up, blows with all his might in the Gjallar-horn and awakens all the gods, who thereupon hold counsel. Odin rides to Mimer's well to ask advice of Mimer for himself and his folk. Then quivers the ash Ygdrasil, and all things in heaven and earth fear and tremble. The asas and the einherjes arm themselves and speed forth to the battlefield. Odin rides first; with his golden helmet, resplendent byrnie, and his spear Gungner, he advances against the Fenris-wolf. Thor stands by his side, but can give him no assistance, for he has his hands full in his struggle with the Midgard-serpent. Frey encounters Surt, and heavy blows are exchanged ere Frey falls. The cause of his death is that he has not that good sword which he gave to Skirner. Even the dog Garm, that was bound before the Gnipa-cave, gets loose. He is the greatest plague. He contends with Tyr, and they kill each other. Thor gets great renown by slaying the Midgard-serpent, but retreats only nine paces when he falls to the earth dead, poisoned by the venom that the serpent blows on him. The wolf swallows Odin, and thus causes his death; but Vidar immediately turns and rushes at the wolf, placing one foot on his nether jaw. On this foot he has the shoe for which materials have been gathering through all ages, namely, the strips of leather which men cut off for the toes and heels of shoes; wherefore he who wishes to render assistance to the ases must cast these strips away. With one hand Vidar seizes the upper jaw of the wolf, and thus rends asunder his mouth. Thus the wolf perishes. Loke fights with Heimdal, and they kill each other. Thereupon Surt flings fire over the earth and burns up all the world. Thus it is said in the Vala's Prophecy:

       Loud blows Heimdal
       His uplifted horn.
       Odin speaks
       With Mimer's head.
       The straight-standing ash
       Ygdrasil quivers,
       The old tree groans,
       And the giant gets loose.

       How fare the ases?
       How fare the elves?
       All Jotunheim roars.
       The asas hold counsel;
       Before their stone-doors
       Groan the dwarfs,
       The guides of the wedge-rock.
       Know you now more or not?
      
       From the east drives Hrym,
       Bears his shield before him.
       Jormungand welters
       In giant rage
       And smites the waves.
       The eagle screams,
       And with pale beak tears corpses
       Naglfar gets loose.


       A ship comes from the east,
       The host of Muspel
       Come o'er the main.
       And Loke is steersman.
       All the fell powers
       Are with the wolf;
       Along with them
       Is Byleist's brother. (4)

       From the south comes Surt
       With blazing fire-brand,---
       The sun of the war-god
       Shines from his sword.
       Mountains dash together,
       Giant maids are frightened,
       Heroes go the way to Hel,
       And heaven is rent in twain.

       Then comes to Hlin
       Another woe,
       When Odin goes
       With the wolf to fight,
       And Bele's bright slayer (5)
       To contend with Surt.
       There will fall
       Frigg's beloved.

       Odin's son goes
       To fight with the wolf,
       And Vidar goes on his way
       To the wild beast. (6)
       With his hand he thrusts
       His sword to the heart
       Of the giant's child,
       And avenges his father.
       Then goes the famous
       Son (7) of Hlodyn
       To fight with the serpent.
       Though about to die,
       He fears not the contest;
       All men
       Abandon their homesteads
       When the warder of Midgard
       In wrath slays the serpent.

       The sun grows dark,
       The earth sinks into the sea,
       The bright stars
       From heaven vanish;
       Fire rages,
       Heat blazes,
       And high flames play
       'Gainst heaven itself. (8)

       And again it is said as follows:

       Vigrid is the name of the plain
       Where in fight shall meet
       Surt and the gentle god.
       A hundred miles
       It is every way.
       This field is marked out for them. (9)