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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."
- ↑ Sijmons suggests that this stanza may be an interpolation.
- ↑ No lacuna after line 2 is indicated in the manuscript. Editors have attempted various experiments in rearranging this and the following stanza.
- ↑ 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.
- ↑ Hyndla detects Ottar, and accuses Freyja of having her
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).
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