THE POESY OF SKALDS
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- The wolfish monster ordered
- Meili's Sire to deal him
- Food from the holy trencher:
- The friend of Him of Ravens
- To blow the fire was chosen;
- The Giant-King, flesh-greedy,
- Sank down, where the guileless
- Craft-sparing gods were gathered.
- The comely Lord of All Things
- Commanded Loki swiftly
- To part the bull's-meat, slaughtered
- By Skadi's ringing bow-string,
- Among the folk, but straightway
- The cunning food-defiler
- Of the Æsir filched-the quarters,
- All four, from the broad table.
- And the hungry Sire of Giants
- Savagely ate the yoke-beast
- From the oak-tree's sheltering branches,—
- That was in ancient ages,—
- Ere the wise-minded Loki,
- Warder of war-spoil, smote him,
- Boldest of foes of Earth-Folk,
- With a pole betwixt the shoulders.
