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36.Not long had they fared, ere backwards looked
The son of Othin, once more to see;
From their caves in the east beheld he coming
With Hymir the throng of the many-headed.
37.He stood and cast from his back the kettle,
And Mjollnir, the lover of murder, he wielded;
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So all the whales of the waste he slew.
38.Not long had they fared ere one there lay
Of Hlorrithi's goats half-dead on the ground;
In his leg the pole-horse there was lame;
The deed the evil Loki had done.
