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 The mountain-wolf from Honer

Asked for his fill

From the holy table:

It fell to Honer to blow the fire.

The giant, eager to kill,

Glided down

Where the unsuspecting gods,

Odin, Loke and Honer, were sitting.

The fair lord of the earth

Bade Farbaute's son

Quickly to share

The ox with the giant;

But the cunning foe of the asas

Thereupon laid

The four parts of the ox

Upon the broad table.

And the huge father of Morn Afterward greedily ate

The ox at the tree-root.

That was long ago,

Until the profound

Loke the hard rod laid

'Twixt the shoulders

Of the giant Thjasse.

Then clung with his hands

The husband of Sigyn

To Skade's foster-son,

In the presence of all the gods.

The pole stuck fast

To Jotunheim 's strong fascinator,

But the hands of Honer's dear friend

Stuck to the other end.

Flew then with the wise god

The voracious bird of prey

Far away; so the wolf's father

To pieces must be torn.