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 :So slung we
 * The whirling stone,
 * The mighty boulder,
 * Till men took it.


 * 'And soon after
 * In Sweden's realm,
 * We twain fore-knowing
 * Strode to the fighting;
 * Bears we hunted,
 * And shields we broke;
 * We strode through
 * The gray-mailed spear-host.


 * We cast down a king,
 * We crowned another;
 * To Gotthormr good
 * We gave assistance;
 * No quiet was there
 * Ere Knúi fell.


 * 'This course we held
 * Those years continuous,
 * That we were known
 * For warriors mighty;
 * There with sharp spears
 * Wounds we scored,
 * Let blood from wounds,
 * And reddened the brand.