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Hyndluljoth

3.[1] "Triumph to some,  and treasure to others,To many wisdom  and skill in words,Fair winds to the sailor,  to the singer his art,And a manly heart  to many a hero.
4.[2] "Thor shall I honor,  and this shall I ask,That his favor true  mayst thou ever find;..............................Though little the brides  of the giants he loves.
5.[3] "From the stall now one  of thy wolves lead forth,And along with my boar  shalt thou let him run;For slow my boar goes  on the road of the gods,And I would not weary  my worthy steed."
  Hyndla spake:6.[4] "Falsely thou askest me,  Freyja, to go,For so in the glance  of thine eyes I see;

    Volsung's name as one of Othin's many appellations). Sigmund alone was able to draw from the tree the sword which a mysterious stranger (Othin, of course) had thrust into it (compare the first act of Wagner's Die Walküre).

  1. Sijmons suggests that this stanza may be an interpolation.
  2. No lacuna after line 2 is indicated in the manuscript. Editors have attempted various experiments in rearranging this and the following stanza.
  3. Some editors, following Simrock, assign this whole stanza to Hyndla; others assign to her lines 3-4. Giving the entire stanza to Freyja makes better sense than any other arrangement, but is dependent on changing the manuscript's "thy" in line 3 to "my," as suggested by Bugge. The boar on which Freyja rides ("my worthy steed") is, of course, Ottar.
  4. Hyndla detects Ottar, and accuses Freyja of having her

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