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A.D. 400.
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Wept the Alruna wife;Kissed her fair Freya:—'Far off in the morning land,High in Valhalla,A window stands open;Its sill is the snow-peaks,Its posts are the water-spouts,Storm-rack its lintel;Gold cloud-flakes above itAre piled for the roofing,Far up to the Elfin-home,High in the wide-blue.Smiles out each morning thenceOdin Allfather;From under the cloud-eavesSmiles out on the heroes,Smiles on chaste housewives all,Smiles on the brood-mares,Smiles on the smiths' work:And theirs is the sword-luck,