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 As Grani sang:


 * The Dögling to eagle's kindred
 * For drink gave Danish blood.

As Gamli Gnævadar-Skald sang:


 * Not long since, the young Ödling
 * With ship's deck and with sword-blade
 * Joined battle, waging fiercely
 * Of points the bitter tempest.

As Jórunn sang:


 * The Bragning bade the weapons
 * Be dyed in blood of vile folk;
 * The people endured his anger:
 * Houses bowed before red embers.

Thus sang Einarr:


 * The Budlung's blade sheared,
 * Blood on darts was smeared;
 * The storm-cloud of Hildr
 * At Whitby spilled.

Thus sang Arnorr:


 * The Kin of Siklings inureth
 * To the waves the ships sea-tossing;
 * With blood he dyes the warships
 * Within: 't is the weal of ravens.