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 So much did she long For Jotunheim.

Behind the veil Thrym sought a kiss, But back he sprang The length of the hall: Why are Freyja's Eyes so sharp? From her eyes it seems That fire doth burn.

Sat there the shrewd Maid-servant near, And thus she spake, Answering the giant: Slept has not Freyja For eight nights, So much did she long For Jotunheim.

In came the poor Sister of Thrym; For bridal gift She dared to ask: Give from the hand The golden rings, If thou desirest Friendship of me, Friendship of me— And love.

Spoke then Thrym, The king of giants: Bring me the hammer My bride to hallow: Place the hammer In the lap of the maid; Wed us together In the name of Var.