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PROSE EDDA
Here he is also called Ash.
Box, as Arnórr sang:
- The Box of Ships bade the Rygir
- Bring the shields together
- At early dusk; through the spear-rain
- Of strife-clouds held the autumn night.
Ash, as Refr sang:
- The Strife-Lord, gracious Giver,
- Sought the Maid's bed gold-sprinkled;
- The Ash of Odin's War-Sleet
- Won the estate of manhood.
Maple, as here:
- Hail, Maple of the Ice-Lumps
- Of the Hand!' So spake the Birnie.
Tree, as Refr sang:
- Since I have appointed
- To proffer Odin's Breast-Sea,
- The War-God's Verse, to Thorsteinn;
- The Tree of Swords so wills it.
Staff, as Óttarr sang:
- Thou, fierce War-Staff, maintainedst
- Maugre two kings, thy borders
- With heroes' kin, where the ravens
- Starved not; keen-hearted art thou.
