Skáldskaparmál 105 Let silence, then, be granted, While we sing the loss of thanes. And as Eyvindr sang: A hearing I crave For the High One's Liquor, While I utter Gillingr's Atonement; While his kin In the Kettle-Brewing Of the Gallows-Lord To the gods I trace. Even as Einarr Tinkling-Scale sang: The Wave of Odin surges; Of Ódrerir's Sea a billow 'Gainst the tongue's song-glade crashes; Aye our King's works are goodly. And as he sang further: Now that which Bodn's Billow Bodes forth will straight be uttered: Let the War-King's host make silence In the hall, and hear the Dwarves' Ship. And as Eilífr Gudrúnarson sang: Grant shall ye gifts of friendship, Since grows of Són the Seedling In our tongue's fertile sedge-bank: True praise of our High Lord. 106 Even as Völu-Steinn sang: Egill, hear the Heart-streams Of Odin beat in cadence 'Gainst my palate's skerry; The God's Spoil to me is given. Thus sang Ormr Steinthórsson: No verse of mine men need to fear, No mockery I intertwine In Odin's Spoil; my skill is sure In forging songs of praise. Thus sang Úlfr Uggason: I show to host-glad Áleifr The Heart-Fjord's Shoal of Odin,- My song: him do I summon To hear the Gift of Grímnir. Poesy is called Sea, or Liquid of the Dwarves, because Kvasir's blood was liquid in Ódrerir before the mead was made, and then it was put into the kettle; wherefore it is called Odin's Kettle-Liquor, even as Eyvindr sang and as we have recorded before: While his kin In the Kettle-Brewing Of the Gallows-Lord To the gods I trace. (1) 1. See page 105. 107 Moreover, poesy is called Ship or Ale of the Dwarves: ale is líđ, and liđ is a word for ships; therefore it is held that it is for this reason that poesy is now called Ship of the Dwarves, even as this verse tells: The wit of Gunnlöd's Liquor In swelling wind-like fullness, And the everlasting Dwarves' Ship I own, to send the same road. IV. "'What figures should be employed to periphrase the name of Thor? Thus: one should call him Son of Odin and of Jörd, Father of Magni and Módi and Thrúdr, Husband of Sif, Stepfather of Ullr, Wielder and Possessor of Mjöllnir and of the Girdle of Strength, and of Bilskirnir; Defender of Ásgard: and of Midgard, Adversary and Slayer of Giants and Troll-Women, Smiter of Hrungnir, of Geirrödr and of Thrívaldi, Master of Thjálfi and Röskva, Foe of the Midgard Serpent. Foster-father of Vingnir and Hlóra. So sang Bragi the Skald: The line of Odin's Offspring Lay not slack on the gunwale, When the huge ocean-serpent Uncoiled on the sea's bottom. Thus sang Ölvir Cut-Nose-and-Crop-Ears: The encircler of all regions And Jörd's Son sought each other. 108 Thus sang Eilífr: Wroth stood Röskva's Brother, And Magni's Sire wrought bravely: With terror Thor's staunch heart-stone Trembled not, nor Thjálfi's. And thus sang Eysteinn Valdason: With glowing eyes Thrúdr's Father Glared at the sea-road's circler, Ere the fishes' watery dwelling Flowed in, the boat confounding. Eysteinn sang further: Swiftly Sif's Husband bouned him To haste forth with the Giants For his hardy fishing: Well sing we Hrímnir's horn-stream. Again he sang: The earth-fish tugged so fiercely That Ullr's Kinsman's clenched fists Were pulled out past the gunwale; The broad planks rent asunder. Thus sang Bragi: The strong fiend's Terrifier In his right hand swung his hammer, When he saw the loathly sea-fish That all the lands confineth. <<_Previous_Page Next_Page_>>