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 :Hermódr and Bragi,
 * Spake Hropta-Týr.
 * Go ye to greet the Prince;
 * For a king who seemeth
 * A champion cometh
 * To the hall hither.

Thus sang Kormákr:


 * The Giver of Lands, who bindeth
 * The sail to the top, with gold-lace
 * Honors him who pours god's verse-mead;
 * Odin wrought charms on Rindr.

Thus sang Steinthórr:


 * Much have I to laud
 * The ancient-made (though little)
 * Liquor of the valiant
 * Load of Gunnlöd's arm-clasp.

Thus sang Úlfr Uggason:


 * There I think the Valkyrs follow,
 * And ravens, Victorious Odin
 * To the blood of holy Baldr.
 * With old tales the hall was painted.

Thus sang Egill Skallagrímsson:


 * No victims for this
 * To Víli's brother,
 * The High-God, I offer,
 * Glad to behold him;