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 Even as the skald Bragi sang:


 * He who threw the dead eyes
 * Of Thjazi, Skadi's father,
 * Into the Winds' Wide Basin
 * O'er the abodes of men-folk many.

And as Markús sang:


 * 'Tis long since the dear-loved Warder
 * Of sea-men was born on the wave-girt earth-bottom
 * Of the Storm-Container; each man praises
 * The sublime age of the Ring-Dispenser.

Even as Steinn Herdísarson sang:


 * I sing the holy Ruler
 * Of the high World-Tent rather
 * Than men, for very precious
 * Is He: His praises tell I.

And as Arnórr Earls'-Skald sang:


 * Help, dear King of Heaven,
 * The Day's Plain, help my Hermundr.

And as Arnórr sang further:


 * Soothfast King of the Sun-Tents,
 * Help stout-hearted Rögnvaldr.