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He answered thus:

'Skalds do call me

Vidurr's Shape-Smith,

Gautr's Gift-Finder,

Bard not faulty,

Yggr's Ale-Bearer,

Song's Arrayer,

Skilled Smith of Verse:

What is the Skald but this?'

And as Kormákr sang:

I make more Glorifying

By far o'er Hákon's great son:

I pay him the song-atonement

Of the gods. In his wain Thor sitteth.

And as Thórdr Kolbeinsson sang:

The Shield-Maple let many swift ships

And merchant-craft, and speedy

War-boats o'er the sea pour;

The skald's ready Song of Laud waxed.

Laud, as Úlfr Uggason sang:

Now the stream to the sea cometh;

But first the Laud I sang forth

Of the Messenger of Sword-Rain:

Thus I raise the praise of warriors.

Here poesy is called praise also.