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 Thus sang Glúmr Geirason:


 * Hilmir beneath the helmet
 * Reddened the sword hone-hollowed.

Thus sang Óttarr the Swarthy:


 * Let Jöfurr hear the beginning
 * Of his laud: all the king's praises
 * Shall be maintained, and justly
 * Let him mark my praise-song's measures.

As Stúfr sang:


 * The glory-ardent Tyggi
 * South before Niz with two hands
 * Beat down the band of heroes:
 * Glad beneath their shields the host went.

Thus sang Hallfredr:


 * From Skyli I am parted:
 * This age of swords hath caused it.
 * 'T is greatest of all self-mockings
 * To hope that the king's guard cometh.

Thus sang Markús:


 * I bid the hawklike Danish Harri
 * Hark to my cunning web of praises.