29. Sat the all-crafty serving-maid close by, who words fitting found against the Jotun’s speech: “Freyia for eight nights has not slept, so eager was she for Jotunheim.”
30. In came the Jotun’s luckless sister, for a bride-gift she dared to ask: “Give me from thy hands the ruddy rings, if thou wouldst gain my love, my love and favour all.”
31. Then said Thrym, the Thursar’s lord: “Bring the hammer in, the bride to consecrate; lay Miollnir on the maiden’s knee; unite us each with other by the hand of Vor.”
32. Laughed Hlorridi’s soul in his breast, when the fierce-hearted his hammer recognized. He first slew Thrym, the Thursar’s lord, and the Jotun’s race all crushed;
33. He slew the Jotun’s aged sister, her who a bride-gift had demanded; she a blow got instead of skillings, a hammer’s stroke for many rings. So got Odin’s son his hammer back.
THE LAY OF THE DWARF ALVIS.
1. The benches they are decking, now shall the bride with me bend her way home. That beyond my strength I have hurried will to every one appear: at home naught shall disturb my quiet.
2. What man is this? Why about the nose art thou so pale? Hast thou last night with corpses lain? To me thou seemst to bear resemblance to the Thursar. Thou art not born to carry off a bride.
3. Alvis I am named, beneath the earth I dwell, under the rock I own a place. The lord of chariots I am come to visit. A promise once confirmed let no one break. Vingthor.
4. I will break it; for o’er the maid I have, as father, greatest power. I was from home when the promise was given thee. Among the gods I the sole giver am.
5. What man is this, who lays claim to power over that fair, bright maiden? For far-reaching shafts few will know thee. Who has decked thee with bracelets?
6. Vingthor I am named, wide I have wandered; I am Sidgrani’s son: with my dissent thou shalt not that young maiden have, nor that union obtain.
7. Thy consent I fain would have, and that union obtain. Rather would I possess than be without that snow-white maiden.
8. The maiden’s love shall not, wise guest! be unto thee denied, if thou of every world canst tell all I desire to know.
9. Vingthor! thou canst try, as thou art desirous the knowledge of the dwarf to prove. All the nine worlds I have travelled over, and every being known.
10. Tell me, Alvis!—for all men’s concerns I presume thee, dwarf, to know—how the earth is called, which lies before the sons of men, in every world.
11. Jord among men ’tis called, but with the AEsir fold; the Vanir call it vega, the Jotuns igroen, the Alfar groandi, the powers supreme aur.