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    The Poetic Edda

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      I know that you fathered that son,

      Frey, with your own sister,

      and I expect you’ve done even worse.”

      Tyr said:

      [37] “Frey is the best

      of all the gods

      in the holy halls of Asgard.

      He doesn’t make girls weep

      nor cause trouble for women;

      he frees captives from their chains.”

      Loki said:

      [38] “Silence, Tyr.

      You don’t know how to

      settle disputes between men.

      I’m thinking

      of your right hand,

      which Fenrir, my son, bit off.”

      Tyr said:

      [39] “I lost that hand,

      you lost that son;

      we both suffered loss.

      Your son isn’t doing well, either;

      he remains forever in chains,

      waiting for Ragnarok.”

      Loki said:

      [40] “Silence, Tyr,

      or don’t you know your own wife

      had a son by me?

      You poor fool,

      I’ll never pay you a penny

      in compensation for that.”

      {109} Frey said:

      [41] “I see that wolf

      sitting and drooling

      till Ragnarok comes.

      And you’ll be the next one

      chained up, you evildoer,

      if you don’t close your mouth.”

      Loki said:

      [42] “You had to pay money

      to get yourself a bride,

      and you gave up your famous sword.

      When the giants

      ride to Asgard,

      you won’t be able to fight.”

      Byggvir said:

      [43] “If I had a noble family

      and a grand hall

      like Frey does,

      I’d beat this liar

      down to his marrow,

      break every bone and limb in him.”

      Loki said:

      [44] “Who’s this little fellow

      wagging his tail,

      scavenging for master’s scraps?

      You’re always in your master’s ear,

      always twittering away

      while doing your mindless work.”

      Byggvir said:

      [45] “I am named Byggvir,

      and all the gods and men

      say I’m brave.

      I’m proud to say

      that all the gods

      are enjoying their beer here.”

      {110} Loki said:

      [46] “Silence, Byggvir.

      You don’t even know

      how to serve food to guests.

      And worse than that,

      I know that we can find you

      hiding in the straw when battles start.”

      Heimdall said:

      [47] “You’re drunk, Loki,

      drunk to the point of foolishness.

      Why don’t you control yourself?

      This kind of drunkenness

      makes every man

      say more than he means to.”

      Loki said:

      [48] “Silence, Heimdall.

      In the old days

      a miserable fate was assigned to you:

      You have to stand all the time,

      stay watchful all the time,

      as the guardian of the gods.”

      Skathi said:

      [49] “This is fun for you, Loki,

      but you won’t be speaking

      as a free man much longer.

      The gods will

      bind you to the rock,

      with the cold guts of your own son.”

      Loki said:

      [50] “You know, even if the gods

      were going to bind me to the rock

      with the cold guts of my own son,

      I was still first and last

      on the battlefield

      when we fought your father Thjassi.”

      {111} Skathi said:

      [51] “You know, even if you were

      first and last on the battlefield

      when the gods fought against Thjassi,

      you will never be welcome

      in any home or other place

      where I have power.”

      Loki said:

      [52] “You had kinder words for me

      when you were begging me

      to join you in your bed.

      But one expects as much

      when one speaks openly

      about such hidden shames.”

      Then Sif came forward and offered Loki a drink of mead and said:

      [53] “Hail to you now, Loki,

      take this drink I offer you

      of our good old mead.

      Do this, rather than find fault

      with me, alone among

      all the gods and goddesses.”

      Loki drained the drink, and said:

      [54] “You would be unique, Sif,

      if you actually were

      wary and unwelcoming to other men.

      But I alone know

      how you were unfaithful

      to your husband Thor—

      and I was the one you slept with.”

      Beyla said:

      [55] “Listen! All the mountains

      are shaking, I think

      Thor is coming home.

      He’ll close this mouth

      that’s slandering

      all the gods and men.”

      {112} Loki said:

      [56] “Silence, Beyla.

      You’re Byggvir’s wife—

      and you have plenty of other faults.

      There’s no greater beast

      among the gods here tonight,

      you lowly milkmaid.”

      Then Thor came and said:

      [57] “Silence, you sissy,

      or I’ll let my hammer

      silence you instead.

      I’ll knock your head

      off your shoulders,

      and then you’ll be silent—and dead.”

      Loki said:

      [58] “Thor has come to the hall.

      But why are you making

      such a big show of yourself, Thor?

      I don’t think you’ll look

      half so daring at Ragnarok,

      when the wolf swallows your father.”

      Thor said:

      [59] “Silence, you sissy,

      or I’ll let my hammer

      silence you instead.

      I’ll throw you out of here

      into Jotunheim,

      and no one will ever see you again.”

      Loki said:

      [60] “You’ll probably never

      tell any human beings

      what you’ve done in Jotunheim.

      I remember when you

      sat trembling in a giant’s glove;

      you didn’t look much like Thor then.”

      {113} Thor said:

      [61] “Silence, you sissy,

      or I’ll let my hammer

      silence you instead.

      With my right hand

      I’ll beat you,

      break every bone in you.”

      Loki said:

      [62] “I expect I’ll live

      a long time still, even if

      you threaten me with that hammer.

      You thought Utgartha-Loki’s

      food-bag was challenge enough,

      and you left that contest still hungry.”

      Thor said:

      [63] “Silence, you sissy,

      or I’ll let my hammer

      silence you instead.

      I plan to send you

      straight to Hel

      beyond the corpse-gates.”

      Loki said:

      [64] “I’ve spoken to the gods,

      and the gods’ sons,

      said everything I dared to say.

      But it’s because of you, Thor,

      that I’ll leave. I know you,

      and you alone, mean your threats.

      [65] “Y
    ou made beer,

      Aegir, but you’ll never again

      host a feast here.

      Everything you own

      will burn up—

      and you will feel flames

      on your back.”

      Concerning Loki

      {114} After this, Loki hid in the Falls of Frananger in the shape of a salmon, but the gods caught him. He was tied up with the intestines of his son Nari, and his son Narvi was turned into a wolf. Skathi took a poisonous snake and tied it up over Loki; poison dripped on his face from its mouth. Loki’s wife Sigyn sat there and caught the poison in a jar. But when the jar filled, she had to empty it, and when she did, poison dripped on Loki’s face. And this hurt him so badly that he trembled, and all the world with him. This is what is called an earthquake.

      {115} Thrymskvitha (The Theft of Mjollnir)

      Thrymskvitha (literally “Thrym’s Poem”) tells one of the most popular stories in the Eddic poems, presenting a humorous depiction of the masculine Thor dressing up as a bride to recover his hammer Mjollnir from the giant Thrym who has stolen it.

      Thrymskvitha

      [1] THOR WAS ANGRY

      when he awoke

      and found his hammer

      had gone missing.

      He wrung his beard,

      he wrung his hair,

      the great Thor

      searched all around.

      [2] And the first thing

      that he said was this:

      “Listen to me, Loki,

      listen to this:

      something never known

      before, in Midgard

      or in Asgard, has happened:

      Mjollnir’s been stolen!”

      [3] Then they went

      to Freyja’s lovely home,

      and the first thing

      Loki said was this:

      “Freyja, would you lend me

      your feather-suit

      to help us get

      Thor’s hammer back?”

      Freyja said:

      [4] “I would give it to you,

      even if it were made of gold,

      {116} I would loan it to you,

      even if it were made of silver.”

      [5] Then Loki flew,

      wearing Freyja’s feather-suit—

      its feathers whistled in the air—

      till he left Asgard

      and came within

      Jotunheim.

      [6] There Thrym sat on a mound,

      a king of giants;

      he was fastening golden chains

      on his dogs’ necks,

      and he was combing

      the manes of his horses.

      Thrym said:

      [7] “What news from the gods?

      What news from the elves?

      Why have you come alone

      into Jotunheim, Loki?”

      Loki said, “Bad news from the gods!

      Bad news from the elves!

      Have you hidden

      the mighty Thor’s hammer?”

      [8] Thrym said, “I have hidden

      the mighty Thor’s hammer

      eight miles

      beneath the earth.

      No one will ever see

      that hammer again

      unless Freyja

      is brought here as my bride.”

      [9] Then Loki flew,

      wearing Freyja’s feather-suit—

      its feathers whistled in the air—

      till he left Jotunheim

      and came into

      {117} Asgard.

      He met Thor

      in the center of Asgard,

      and the first thing

      Thor said was this:

      [10] “Were your efforts

      rewarded on this journey?

      Stay in the air, and tell me

      what news you have.

      Stories are often forgotten

      when the teller sits down,

      and lies are often told

      when people lie down.”

      [11] Loki said, “My efforts

      were rewarded with this news:

      Thrym, a king among giants,

      has your hammer,

      No one will ever find

      that hammer again

      unless Freyja

      is brought to him for his bride.”

      [12] Then they went

      to find lovely Freyja,

      and the first thing

      Thor said was this:

      “Freyja, put on a

      wedding dress!

      The two of us, man and woman,

      are going to Jotunheim.”

      [13] Freyja was angry;

      she snorted so hard

      that the homes of the gods

      shook all around them,

      her necklace Brisingamen

      trembled on her neck:

      “They would call me

      a lewd, loose woman

      {118} if I went with you

      to Jotunheim!”

      [14] Soon all the gods

      met for a conference,

      all the goddesses

      met for a conference,

      and the mighty gods

      spoke a long time about

      how they might get

      Thor’s hammer back.

      [15] Then Heimdall spoke,

      the handsomest of gods,

      as one of the Vanir

      he could see the future:

      “Let’s put a wedding dress

      on Thor! Let him

      wear Freyja’s necklace,

      the Brisingamen.

      [16] “Let’s hang keys

      from his belt,

      let’s drape a woman’s dress

      down to his knees,

      let’s place jewels

      on his chest,

      and wrap a pretty headdress

      around his head.”

      [17] Then Thor,

      the strong god, spoke:

      “All the Aesir

      would call me a sissy

      if I let you

      put a wedding dress on me.”

      [18] Then Loki,

      son of Laufey, spoke:

      “Silence, Thor!

      No more of that talk!

      Unless you can get

      {119} your hammer back,

      the giants will soon

      live in Asgard!”

      [19] So they put

      a wedding dress on Thor,

      they put the Brisingamen

      on his neck,

      they put a chain of

      jingling keys at his belt,

      they draped a woman’s dress

      down to his knees,

      they placed jewels

      on his chest,

      they wrapped a pretty headdress

      around his head.

      [20] Then Loki,

      son of Laufey, said:

      “Now I’ll go

      as your serving-woman—

      the two of us, man and woman,

      are going to Jotunheim.”

      [21] Then they took

      Thor’s goats,

      and made them

      pull the wagon.

      Mountains crumbled,

      and the ground burst in flame,

      as Odin’s son

      drove into Jotunheim.

      [22] Then Thrym,

      king of giants, spoke:

      “Stand up, giants!

      Spread hay on the seats!

      Bring Freyja,

      daughter of Njorth,

      lord of Noatun,

      closer to me, as my bride.

      {120} [23] “Here at my home,

      we giants have gold-horned cows

      and black oxen

      for our dinners,

      I have plenty of treasures,

      plenty of necklaces—

      the only thing

      I think I lack is Freyja.”

      [24] Early in the evening

      the giants gathered

      and ale was brought

      to all of them.

      All on his own

      Thor ate a whole ox,


      eight salmon,

      all the delicacies

      reserved for the women,

      and drank three whole kegs of mead.

      [25] Then Thrym,

      king of giants, spoke:

      “Who has ever seen

      a woman eat like this?

      I never saw a woman

      take bites that big,

      nor a girl who drinks

      so much mead.”

      [26] But Loki,

      Thor’s clever bridesmaid,

      found words to answer

      the giant’s suspicions:

      “Freyja could not eat

      at all for eight nights;

      that’s just how eager she was

      to come here to Jotunheim.”

      [27] The giant lifted the veil,

      hoping for a kiss,

      but then he leapt back

      {121} the full length of the hall:

      “Why are Freyja’s eyes

      so fierce and grim?

      It seems to me that fire

      is burning in those eyes.”

      [28] But Loki,

      Thor’s clever bridesmaid,

      found words to answer

      the giant’s suspicions:

      “Freyja could not sleep

      at all for eight nights;

      that’s just how eager she was

      to come here to Jotunheim.”

      [29] Then the giant’s

      poor sister came in,

      she thought she would claim

      the customary gift from the bride:

      “Give me some

      of your golden rings,

      if you want to win

      my love,

      my affection,

      a good welcome from me.”

      [30] Then Thrym,

      king of giants, spoke:

      “Bring in the hammer

      to bless the bride,

      lay Mjollnir

      on the bride’s knees.

      May Var, goddess of

      wedding vows, bless us.”

      [31] Then Thor,

      that tough-minded fighter,

      laughed with a full heart

      gripping his hammer.

      First he killed Thrym,

      king of giants,

      {122} then he crippled

      all the giant’s kin.

      [32] Then he killed

      the giant’s old sister,

      the one who had asked him

      for the customary gift—

      she received a blow

      instead of money,

      a hammer to her head

      instead of golden rings—

      and this is the way Odin’s son

      got his hammer back.

      {123} Volundarkvitha (The Escape of Volund the Smith)

      Volundarkvitha fits somewhat uncertainly between the poems about the gods and the poems about the heroes. It tells of the famously cunning smith Volund (known in England as Wayland, in Germany as Velent); his marriage to a Valkyrie; his mauling, imprisonment, and enslavement by King Nithuth; and finally his revenge on that king, which takes the form of murdering his sons and raping his daughter Bothvild before Volund escapes on a flying machine he has constructed for himself. Volund is the only significant speaking character in a classical Old Norse text who is identified as an elf (alfr). The prose introduction is original to the manuscript.

     


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