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Who gave you the gift of sorrow, Jatgeir?

She whom I loved.

She died, then.

No, she deceived me.

And then you became a skald?

Ay, then I became a skald.

[Seizes him by the arm.] What gift do I need to become a king?

Not the gift of doubt; else would you not question so.

What gift do I need?

My lord, you are a king.

Have you at all times full faith that you are a skald?

[Looks silently at him for a while, and asks.] Have you never loved?