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 :Earth's Son became familiar
 * With knowledge strange; the cave-men
 * Of the land of stone o'ercame not,
 * Nor long with ale were merry:
 * The frightful elm-string's plucker,
 * The friend of Sudri, hurtled
 * The hot bar, in the forge fused,
 * Into the hand of Odin's Gladdener.


 * So that Gunnr's Swift-Speeder
 * Seized (the Friend of Freyja),
 * With quick hand-gulps, the molten
 * High-raised draught of metal,
 * When the fire-brand, glowing,
 * Flew with maddened fury
 * From the giant's gripping fingers
 * To the grim Sire of Thrúdr.


 * The hall of the doughty trembled
 * When he dashed the massy forehead
 * Of the hill-wight 'gainst the bottom
 * Of the house-wall's ancient column;
 * Ullr's glorious step-sire
 * With the glowing bar of mischief
 * Struck with his whole strength downward
 * At the hill-knave's mid-girdle.


 * The God with gory hammer
 * Crushed utterly Glaumr's lineage;
 * The Hunter of the Kindred
 * Of the hearth-dame was victorious;
 * The Plucker of the Bow-String
 * Lacked not his people's valor,&mdash;
 * The Chariot-God, who swiftly
 * Wrought grief to the Giant's bench-thanes.