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But the King's heart swelleth,

His spirit flushed with battle,

Where heroes shrink; dark Muninn

Drinks blood from out the wounds.

As Víga-Glúmr sang:

When stood the shielded Maidens

Of the gory sword, strife-eager,

On the isle; the Bold of Mood then

Received the meat of wound-blood.

As Skúli Thorsteinsson sang:

Not the hindmost in the hundred

Might Hlökk of horns have seen me,

Where to the Yearly Flier

I fed the wounds full grievous.

The erne is called Eagle, Old One, Storm-Shearer, Inciter, Soarer, Wound-Shearer, Cock. As Einarr sang:

With blood the lips he reddened

Of the black steed of Járnsaxa;

With steel Erne's meat was furnished:

The Eagle slit the Wolf's Bait.

As Ottarr sang:

The Erne swills corpse-drink,

The She-wolf is sated,

The Eagle there feedeth,

Oft the wolf his fangs reddens.