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 The old tree groans, And the giant gets loose.

How fare the ases? How fare the elves? All Jotunheim roars. The asas hold counsel; Before their stone-doors Groan the dwarfs, The guides of the wedge-rock. Know you now more or not?

From the east drives Hrym, Bears his shield before him. Jormungand welters In giant rage And smites the waves. The eagle screams, And with pale beak tears corpses Naglfar gets loose.

A ship comes from the east, The host of Muspel Come o'er the main. And Loke is steersman. All the fell powers Are with the wolf; Along with them Is Byleist's brother.

From the south comes Surt With blazing fire-brand,— The sun of the war-god Shines from his sword. Mountains dash together, Giant maids are frightened, Heroes go the way to Hel, And heaven is rent in twain.