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Hyndluljoth

  Hyndla spake:50. "Flames I see burning,  the earth is on fire,And each for his life  the price must lose;Bring then to Ottar  the draught of beer,Of venom full  for an evil fate."
  Freyja spake:51. "Thine evil words  shall work no ill,Though, giantess, bitter  thy baleful threats;A drink full fair  shall Ottar find,If of all the gods  the favor I get."

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