THE POESY OF SKALDS
207
Ground, as Hallvardr sang:
- The broad Ground, 'neath the venom-cold Adder
- Bound, lies subject to the Warrior
- Of the Island-Fetter's heaped gold;
- The Hone-Land's Lord the hoard dispenseth.
Haudr,[1] as Einarr sang:
- Brave heroes are defending
- The hard Haudr of famous princes
- With the sword; oft splits the helmet
- Before the furious edge-storm.
Land, as Thórdr Kolbeinsson sang:
- The Land, after the battle,
- Was laid low from Veiga northward
- To Agdir south, or farther:
- Hard is song in conflict.
Fief, as Óttarr sang:
- Thou, fierce War-Staff, maintainedst
- The Fief despite two Monarchs
- With heroes' kin. where the ravens
- Starved not; keen-hearted art thou.[2]