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Hovamol
98. "Othin, again at evening come, If a woman thou wouldst win;Evil it were if others than we Should know of such a sin."
99. Away I hastened, hoping for joy, And careless of counsel wise;Well I believed that soon I should win Measureless joy with the maid.
100. So came I next when night it was, The warriors all were awake;With burning lights and waving brands I learned my luckless way.
101. At morning then, when once more I came, And all were sleeping still,A dog I found in the fair one's place, Bound there upon her bed.
102.[1] Many fair maids, if a man but tries them, False to a lover are found;That did I learn when I longed to gain With wiles the maiden wise;
- ↑ Rask adds at the beginning of this stanza two lines from a late paper manuscript, running:
- "Few are so good that false they are never
- To cheat the mind of a man."
- "Few are so good that false they are never
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