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There in these words
Thor first spoke:
Wilt thou, Freyja, lend
Me thy feather-guise,
That I my hammer
Mjolner may fetch?
I gave it thee gladly
Though it were of gold;
I would instantly give it
Though it were of silver.
Flew then Loke—
The feather-guise whizzed;
Out he flew
From home of asas,
In he flew
To home of giants.
On the hill sat Thrym;
The king of giants
Twisted gold-bands
For his dogs,
Smoothed at leisure
The manes of his horses.
THRYM:
How fare the asas?
How fare the elves?
Why comest thou alone
To Jotunheim?
LOKE:
Ill fare the asas,
Ill fare the elves,
Hast thou concealed
The hammer of Thor?
THRYM:
I have concealed
The hammer of Thor
Eight rasts
Beneath the ground;