THE POESY OF SKALDS
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Gledes, as Grani sang:
- I think the Gledes diminished . . .
- Glammi's tracks; thus the king kindled.
Embers, as Atli sang:
- With blood the axe is reddened,
- Embers wax, burn many houses,
- Halls stand aglow; now rages
- The Gem; good men are falling.
Here fire is called Gem also.
Vapor, as here:
- Half-built, by the Nid's side
- Burn the All-Ruler's dwellings;
- I think fire razed the hall's pride:
- Vapor shot rime on the people.
Hot Ashes, as Arnórr sang:
- The Isle-Danes' wrathful Harmer
- With the Raumar spared not hard counsel:
- Hot Ashes made them calmer;
- The Heinir's threatening words hushed.
Flames, as Einarr sang:
- Flame soon was alight,
- And swiftly took flight
- All Hísing's host:
- The fight they lost.
