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 Great thy gain if thou learnest: In evil never joy shalt thou know, But glad the good shall make thee.

I rede thee, Loddfafnir! and hear thou my rede,— Profit thou hast if thou hearest, Great thy gain if thou learnest: Look not up when the battle is on,— (Like madmen the sons of men become,—) Lest men bewitch thy wits.

I rede thee, Loddfafnir! and hear thou my rede,- Profit thou hast if thou hearest, Great thy gain if thou learnest: If thou fain wouldst win a woman's love, And gladness get from her, Fair be thy promise and well fulfilled; None loathes what good he gets.

I rede thee, Loddfafnir! and hear thou my rede,- Profit thou hast if thou hearest, Great thy gain if thou learnest: I bid thee be wary, but be not fearful; (Beware most with ale or another's wife, And third beware lest a thief outwit thee.)