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Thus sang Úlfr Uggason:
- Faintly the stout-framed thickling
- A fearful peril called it,
- At the great draught wondrous heavy
- Drawn up by the Lord of he-goats.
Thus Úlfr sang further:
- The very mighty Slayer
- Of the Mountain-Man brought crashing
- His fist on Hymir's temple:
- That was a hurt full deadly.
Yet again sang Úlfr:
- Vimur's ford's Wide-Grappler
- 'Gainst the waves smote featly
- The glittering Serpent's head off.
- With old tales the hall was gleaming.
Here he is called Giant of Vimur's Ford. There is a river called Vimur, which Thor waded when he journeyed to the garth of Geirrödr.
Thus sang Vetrlidi the skald:
- Thou didst break the leg of Leikn,
- Didst cause to stoop Starkadr,
- Didst bruise Thrívaldi,
- Didst stand on lifeless Gjálp.
Thus sang Thorbjörn Lady's-Skald:
