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 :No truce made Baldr's brother
 * With the bitter foe of earth-folk.
 * Rocks shook, and crags were shivered;
 * The shining Upper Heaven
 * Burned; I saw the giant
 * Of the boat-sailed sea-reef waver
 * And give way fast before him,
 * Seeing his war-like Slayer.


 * Swiftly the shining shield-rim
 * Shot 'neath the Cliff-Ward's shoe-soles;
 * That was the wise gods' mandate,
 * The War-Valkyrs willed it.
 * The champion of the Waste-Land
 * Not long thereafter waited
 * For the speedy blow delivered
 * By the Friend of the snout-troll's crusher.


 * He who of breath despoileth
 * Beli's baleful hirelings
 * Felled on the shield rim-circled
 * The fiend of the roaring mountain;
 * The monster of the glen-field
 * Before the mighty hammer
 * Sank, when the Hill-Danes' Breaker
 * Struck down the hideous caitiff.


 * Then the hone hard-broken
 * Hurled by the Ogress-lover
 * Whirred into the brain-ridge
 * Of Earth's Son, that the whetter
 * Of steels, sticking unloosened
 * In the skull of Odin's offspring,
 * Stood there all besprinkled
 * With Einridi's blood.