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 There in these words Thor first spoke: Wilt thou, Freyja, lend Me thy feather-guise, That I my hammer Mjolner may fetch?

I gave it thee gladly Though it were of gold; I would instantly give it Though it were of silver.

Flew then Loke— The feather-guise whizzed; Out he flew From home of asas, In he flew To home of giants.

On the hill sat Thrym; The king of giants Twisted gold-bands For his dogs, Smoothed at leisure The manes of his horses.

THRYM:

How fare the asas? How fare the elves? Why comest thou alone To Jotunheim?

LOKE:

Ill fare the asas, Ill fare the elves, Hast thou concealed The hammer of Thor?

THRYM:

I have concealed The hammer of Thor Eight rasts Beneath the ground;