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Atlamol

I own to the guilt  that is ending thy life,And the son of Hogni;  'tis so thy wounds bleed."
  Atli spake:"To murder hast thou fared,  though foul it must seem;Ill thy friend to betray  who trusted thee well.
87.[1] "Not glad went I hence  thy hand to seek, Guthrun,In thy widowhood famed,  but haughty men found thee;My belief did not lie,  as now we have learned;I brought thee home hither,  and a host of men with us.
88.[2] "Most noble was all  when of old we journeyed,Great honor did we have  of heroes full worthy;Of cattle had we plenty,  and greatly we prospered,Mighty was our wealth,  and many received it.
89.[3] "To the famed one as bride-gift  I gave jewels fair,
  1. ↑ The manuscript marks line 2 as beginning a new stanza, and some editions make a stanza out of lines 2-4 and line 1 of stanza 88.
  2. ↑ The manuscript marks line 2 as the beginning of a stanza, and many editions make a stanza out of lines 2-4, or combine them with stanza 89. Some question the genuineness of line 4.
  3. ↑ Many editions assume a gap of one line after line 3;

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