Balder Dead (an Episode) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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SENDING | B |
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So on the floor lay Balder dead and round | C |
Lay thickly strewn swords axes darts and spears | D |
Which all the Gods in sport had idly thrown | E |
At Balder whom no weapon pierc'd or clove | F |
But in his breast stood fixt the fatal bough | G |
Of mistletoe which Lok the Accuser gave | F |
To Hoder and unwitting Hoder threw | H |
'Gainst that alone had Balder's life no charm | I |
And all the Gods and all the Heroes came | J |
And stood round Balder on the bloody floor | K |
Weeping and wailing and Valhalla rang | L |
Up to its golden roof with sobs and cries | M |
And on the tables stood the untasted meats | N |
And in the horns and gold rimm'd skulls the wine | O |
And now would Night have fall'n and found them yet | P |
Wailing but otherwise was Odin's will | Q |
And thus the Father of the Ages spake | R |
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'Enough of tears ye Gods enough of wail | S |
Not to lament in was Valhalla made | T |
If any here might weep for Balder's death | U |
I most might weep his Father such a son | V |
I lose today so bright so lov'd a God | W |
But he has met that doom which long ago | X |
The Nornies when his mother bare him spun | V |
And Fate set seal that so his end must be | Y |
Balder has met his death and ye survive | F |
Weep him an hour but what can grief avail | S |
For you yourselves ye Gods shall meet your doom | Z |
All ye who hear me and inhabit Heaven | V |
And I too Odin too the Lord of all | A2 |
But ours we shall not meet when that day comes | B2 |
With woman's tears and weak complaining cries | M |
Why should we meet another's portion so | X |
Rather it fits you having wept your hour | C2 |
With cold dry eyes and hearts compos'd and stern | D2 |
To live as erst your daily life in Heaven | V |
By me shall vengeance on the murderer Lok | E2 |
The Foe the Accuser whom though Gods we hate | F2 |
Be strictly car'd for in the appointed day | G2 |
Meanwhile to morrow when the morning dawns | H2 |
Bring wood to the seashore to Balder's ship | I2 |
And on the deck build high a funeral pile | J2 |
And on the top lay Balder's corpse and put | K2 |
Fire to the wood and send him out to sea | Y |
To burn for that is what the dead desire ' | - |
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So having spoke the King of Gods arose | L2 |
And mounted his horse Sleipner whom he rode | M2 |
And from the hall of Heaven he rode away | G2 |
To Lidskialf and sate upon his throne | E |
The Mount from whence his eye surveys the world | N2 |
And far from Heaven he turn'd his shining orbs | L2 |
To look on Midgard and the earth and men | O2 |
And on the conjuring Lapps he bent his gaze | L2 |
Whom antler'd reindeer pull over the snow | X |
And on the Finns the gentlest of mankind | P2 |
Fair men who live in holes under the ground | C |
Nor did he look once more to Ida's plain | Q2 |
Nor towards Valhalla and the sorrowing Gods | L2 |
For well he knew the Gods would heed his word | R2 |
And cease to mourn and think of Balder's pyre | C2 |
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But in Valhalla all the Gods went back | S2 |
From around Balder all the Heroes went | T2 |
And left his body stretch'd upon the floor | K |
And on their golden chairs they sate again | O2 |
Beside the tables in the hall of Heaven | V |
And before each the cooks who serv'd them plac'd | U2 |
New messes of the boar Serimner's flesh | V2 |
And the Valkyries crown'd their horns with mead | W2 |
So they with pent up hearts and tearless eyes | L2 |
Wailing no more in silence ate and drank | X2 |
While Twilight fell and sacred Night came on | Y2 |
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But the blind Hoder left the feasting Gods | L2 |
In Odin's hall and went through Asgard streets | L2 |
And past the haven where the Gods have moor'd | Z2 |
Their ships and through the gate beyond the wall | A2 |
Though sightless yet his own mind led the God | W |
Down to the margin of the roaring sea | L2 |
He came and sadly went along the sand | A3 |
Between the waves and black o'erhanging cliffs | L2 |
Where in and out the screaming seafowl fly | A |
Until he came to where a gully breaks | L2 |
Through the cliff wall and a fresh stream runs down | B3 |
From the high moors behind and meets the sea | L2 |
There in the glen Fensaler stands the house | L2 |
Of Frea honour'd Mother of the Gods | L2 |
And shows its lighted windows to the main | Q2 |
There he went up and pass'd the open doors | L2 |
And in the hall he found those women old | C3 |
The Prophetesses who by rite eterne | Q2 |
On Frea's hearth feed high the sacred fire | C2 |
Both night and day and by the inner wall | A2 |
Upon her golden chair the Mother sate | F2 |
With folded hands revolving things to come | D3 |
To her drew Hoder near and spake and said | E3 |
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'Mother a child of bale thou bar'st in me | L2 |
For first thou barest me with blinded eyes | L2 |
Sightless and helpless wandering weak in Heaven | Q2 |
And after that of ignorant witless mind | P2 |
Thou barest me and unforeseeing soul | F3 |
That I alone must take the branch from Lok | E2 |
The Foe the Accuser whom though Gods we hate | F2 |
And cast it at the dear lov'd Balder's breast | G3 |
At whom the Gods in sport their weapons threw | H |
'Gainst that alone had Balder's life no charm | I |
Now therefore what to attempt or whither fly | A |
For who will bear my hateful sight in Heaven | Q2 |
Can I O Mother bring them Balder back | S2 |
Or for thou know'st the Fates and things allow'd | H3 |
Can I with Hela's power a compact strike | I3 |
And make exchange and give my life for his ' | - |
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He spoke the Mother of the Gods replied | J3 |
'Hoder ill fated child of bale my son | Q2 |
Sightless in soul and eye what words are these | L2 |
That one long portion'd with his doom of death | U |
Should change his lot and fill another's life | F |
And Hela yield to this and let him go | X |
On Balder Death hath laid her hand not thee | L2 |
Nor doth she count this life a price for that | K3 |
For many Gods in Heaven not thou alone | Q2 |
Would freely die to purchase Balder back | S2 |
And wend themselves to Hela's gloomy realm | L3 |
For not so gladsome is that life in Heaven | Q2 |
Which Gods and Heroes lead in feast and fray | G2 |
Waiting the darkness of the final times | L2 |
That one should grudge its loss for Balder's sake | R |
Balder their joy so bright so lov'd a God | W |
But Fate withstands and laws forbid this way | G2 |
Yet in my secret mind one way I know | X |
Nor do I judge if it shall win or fail | S |
But much must still be tried which shall but fail ' | - |
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And the blind Hoder answer'd her and said | E3 |
'What way is this O Mother that thou show'st | M3 |
Is it a matter which a God might try ' | - |
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And straight the Mother of the Gods replied | J3 |
'There is a way which leads to Hela's realm | L3 |
Untrodden lonely far from light and Heaven | Q2 |
Who goes that way must take no other horse | L2 |
To ride but Sleipner Odin's horse alone | Q2 |
Nor must he choose that common path of Gods | L2 |
Which every day they come and go in Heaven | Q2 |
O'er the bridge Bifrost where is Heimdall's watch | N3 |
Past Midgard Fortress down to Earth and men | Q2 |
But he must tread a dark untravell'd road | M2 |
Which branches from the north of Heaven and ride | J3 |
Nine days nine nights towards the northern ice | L2 |
Through valleys deep engulph'd with roaring streams | L2 |
And he will reach on the tenth morn a bridge | O3 |
Which spans with golden arches Giall's stream | P3 |
Not Bifrost but that bridge a Damsel keeps | L2 |
Who tells the passing troops of dead their way | G2 |
To the low shore of ghosts and Hela's realm | L3 |
And she will bid him northward steer his course | L2 |
Then he will journey through no lighted land | A3 |
Nor see the sun arise nor see it set | P |
But he must ever watch the northern Bear | Q3 |
Who from her frozen height with jealous eye | A |
Confronts the Dog and Hunter in the south | R3 |
And is alone not dipt in Ocean's stream | P3 |
And straight he will come down to Ocean's strand | A3 |
Ocean whose watery ring enfolds the world | N2 |
And on whose marge the ancient Giants dwell | S3 |
But he will reach its unknown northern shore | K |
Far far beyond the outmost Giant's home | T3 |
At the chink'd fields of ice the waste of snow | X |
And he will fare across the dismal ice | L2 |
Northward until he meets a stretching wall | A2 |
Barring his way and in the wall a grate | F2 |
But then he must dismount and on the ice | L2 |
Tighten the girths of Sleipner Odin's horse | L2 |
And make him leap the grate and come within | Q2 |
And he will see stretch round him Hela's realm | L3 |
The plains of Niflheim where dwell the dead | E3 |
And hear the roaring of the streams of Hell | S3 |
And he will see the feeble shadowy tribes | L2 |
And Balder sitting crown'd and Hela's throne | Q2 |
Then he must not regard the wailful ghosts | L2 |
Who all will flit like eddying leaves around | C |
But he must straight accost their solemn Queen | Q2 |
And pay her homage and entreat with prayers | L2 |
Telling her all that grief they have in Heaven | Q2 |
For Balder whom she holds by right below | X |
If haply he may melt her heart with words | L2 |
And make her yield and give him Balder back ' | - |
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She spoke but Hoder answer'd her and said | E3 |
'Mother a dreadful way is this thou show'st | M3 |
No journey for a sightless God to go ' | - |
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And straight the Mother of the Gods replied | J3 |
'Therefore thyself thou shalt not go my son | Q2 |
But he whom first thou meetest when thou com'st | M3 |
To Asgard and declar'st this hidden way | G2 |
Shall go and I will be his guide unseen ' | - |
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She spoke and on her face let fall her veil | S |
And bow'd her head and sate with folded hands | L2 |
But at the central hearth those Women old | C3 |
Who while the Mother spake had ceased their toil | U3 |
Began again to heap the sacred fire | C2 |
And Hoder turn'd and left his mother's house | L2 |
Fensaler whose lit windows look to sea | L2 |
And came again down to the roaring waves | L2 |
And back along the beach to Asgard went | T2 |
Pondering on that which Frea said should be | L2 |
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But Night came down and darken'd Asgard streets | L2 |
Then from their loathed feast the Gods arose | L2 |
And lighted torches and took up the corpse | L2 |
Of Balder from the floor of Odin's hall | A2 |
And laid it on a bier and bare him home | T3 |
Through the fast darkening streets to his own house | L2 |
Breidablik on whose columns Balder grav'd | T2 |
The enchantments that recall the dead to life | F |
For wise he was and many curious arts | L2 |
Postures of runes and healing herbs he knew | H |
Unhappy but that art he did not know | X |
To keep his own life safe and see the sun | Q2 |
There to his hall the Gods brought Balder home | T3 |
And each bespake him as he laid him down | Q2 |
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'Would that ourselves O Balder we were borne | Q2 |
Home to our halls with torchlight by our kin | Q2 |
So thou might'st live and still delight the Gods ' | - |
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They spake and each went home to his own house | L2 |
But there was one the first of all the Gods | L2 |
For speed and Hermod was his name in Heaven | Q2 |
Most fleet he was but now he went the last | T2 |
Heavy in heart for Balder to his house | L2 |
Which he in Asgard built him there to dwell | S3 |
Against the harbour by the city wall | A2 |
Him the blind Hoder met as he came up | V3 |
From the sea cityward and knew his step | W3 |
Nor yet could Hermod see his brother's face | L2 |
For it grew dark but Hoder touch'd his arm | I |
And as a spray of honeysuckle flowers | L2 |
Brushes across a tired traveller's face | L2 |
Who shuffles through the deep dew moisten'd dust | T2 |
On a May evening in the darken'd lanes | L2 |
And starts him that he thinks a ghost went by | A |
So Hoder brush'd by Hermod's side and said | T2 |
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'Take Sleipner Hermod and set forth with dawn | Q2 |
To Hela's kingdom to ask Balder back | S2 |
And they shall be thy guides who have the power ' | - |
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He spake and brush'd soft by and disappear'd | T2 |
And Hermod gaz'd into the night and said | T2 |
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'Who is it utters through the dark his hest | T2 |
So quickly and will wait for no reply | A |
The voice was like the unhappy Hoder's voice | L2 |
Howbeit I will see and do his hest | T2 |
For there rang note divine in that command ' | - |
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So speaking the fleet footed Hermod came | J |
Home and lay down to sleep in his own house | L2 |
And all the Gods lay down in their own homes | L2 |
And Hoder too came home distraught with grief | F |
Loathing to meet at dawn the other Gods | L2 |
And he went in and shut the door and fixt | T2 |
His sword upright and fell on it and died | T2 |
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But from the hill of Lidskialf Odin rose | L2 |
The throne from which his eye surveys the world | T2 |
And mounted Sleipner and in darkness rode | T2 |
To Asgard And the stars came out in Heaven | Q2 |
High over Asgard to light home the King | B |
But fiercely Odin gallop'd mov'd in heart | T2 |
And swift to Asgard to the gate he came | J |
And terribly the hoofs of Sleipner rang | L |
Along the flinty floor of Asgard streets | L2 |
And the Gods trembled on their golden beds | L2 |
Hearing the wrathful Father coming home | T3 |
For dread for like a whirlwind Odin came | J |
And to Valhalla's gate he rode and left | T2 |
Sleipner and Sleipner went to his own stall | A2 |
And in Valhalla Odin laid him down | Q2 |
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But in Breidablik Nanna Balder's wife | F |
Came with the Goddesses who wrought her will | Q |
And stood round Balder lying on his bier | X3 |
And at his head and feet she station'd Scalds | L2 |
Who in their lives were famous for their song | Y3 |
These o'er the corpse inton'd a plaintive strain | Q2 |
A dirge and Nanna and her train replied | T2 |
And far into the night they wail'd their dirge | Z3 |
But when their souls were satisfied with wail | S |
They went and laid them down and Nanna went | T2 |
Into an upper chamber and lay down | Q2 |
And Frea seal'd her tired lids with sleep | A4 |
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And 'twas when Night is bordering hard on Dawn | Q2 |
When air is chilliest and the stars sunk low | X |
Then Balder's spirit through the gloom drew near | B4 |
In garb in form in feature as he was | L2 |
Alive and still the rays were round his head | T2 |
Which were his glorious mark in Heaven he stood | T2 |
Over against the curtain of the bed | T2 |
And gaz'd on Nanna as she slept and spake | R |
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'Poor lamb thou sleepest and forgett'st thy woe | X |
Tears stand upon the lashes of thine eyes | L2 |
Tears wet the pillow by thy cheek but thou | G |
Like a young child hast cried thyself to sleep | A4 |
Sleep on I watch thee and am here to aid | T2 |
Alive I kept not far from thee dear soul | F3 |
Neither do I neglect thee now though dead | T2 |
For with to morrow's dawn the Gods prepare | Q3 |
To gather wood and build a funeral pile | J2 |
Upon my ship and burn my corpse with fire | C2 |
That sad sole honour of the dead and thee | L2 |
They think to burn and all my choicest wealth | C4 |
With me for thus ordains the common rite | T2 |
But it shall not be so but mild but swift | T2 |
But painless shall a stroke from Frea come | D3 |
To cut thy thread of life and free thy soul | F3 |
And they shall burn thy corpse with mine not thee | L2 |
And well I know that by no stroke of death | U |
Tardy or swift wouldst thou be loath to die | T2 |
So it restor'd thee Nanna to my side | T2 |
Whom thou so well hast lov'd but I can smooth | D4 |
Thy way and this at least my prayers avail | S |
Yes and I fain would altogether ward | T2 |
Death from thy head and with the Gods in Heaven | Q2 |
Prolong thy life though not by thee desir'd | T2 |
But Right bars this not only thy desire | C2 |
Yet dreary Nanna is the life they lead | T2 |
In that dim world in Hela's mouldering realm | L3 |
And doleful afire the ghosts the troops of dead | T2 |
Whom Hela with austere control presides | L2 |
For of the race of Gods is no one there | Q3 |
Save me alone and Hela solemn Queen | Q2 |
And all the nobler souls of mortal men | Q2 |
On battle field have met their death and now | G |
Feast in Valhalla in my Father's hall | A2 |
Only the inglorious sort are there below | X |
The old the cowards and the weak are there | Q3 |
Men spent by sickness or obscure decay | G2 |
But even there O Nanna we might find | T2 |
Some solace in each other's look and speech | E4 |
Wandering together through that gloomy world | T2 |
And talking of the life we led in Heaven | Q2 |
While we yet liv'd among the other Gods ' | - |
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He spake and straight his lineaments began | Q2 |
To fade and Nanna in her sleep stretch'd out | T2 |
Her arms towards him with a cry but he | L2 |
Mournfully shook his head and disappear'd | T2 |
And as the woodman sees a little smoke | F4 |
Hang in the air afield and disappear | B4 |
So Balder faded in the night away | G2 |
And Nanna on her bed sunk back but then | Q2 |
Frea the Mother of the Gods with stroke | F4 |
Painless and swift set free her airy soul | F3 |
Which took on Balder's track the way below | X |
And instantly the sacred Morn appear'd | T2 |
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II | A |
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JOURNEY TO THE DEAD | T2 |
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FORTH from the East up the ascent of Heaven | Q2 |
Day drove his courser with the Shining Mane | Q2 |
And in Valhalla from his gable perch | G4 |
The golden crested Cock began to crow | X |
Hereafter in the blackest dead of night | T2 |
With shrill and dismal cries that Bird shall crow | X |
Warning the Gods that foes draw nigh to Heaven | Q2 |
But now he crew at dawn a cheerful note | T2 |
To wake the Gods and Heroes to their tasks | L2 |
And all the Gods and all the Heroes woke | F4 |
And from their beds the Heroes rose and donn'd | T2 |
Their arms and led their horses from the stall | A2 |
And mounted them and in Valhalla's court | T2 |
Were rang'd and then the daily fray began | Q2 |
And all day long they there are hack'd and hewn | Q2 |
'Mid dust and groans and limbs lopp'd off and blood | T2 |
But all at night return to Odin's hall | A2 |
Woundless and fresh such lot is theirs in Heaven | Q2 |
And the Valkyries on their steeds went forth | H4 |
Toward Earth and fights of men and at their side | T2 |
Skulda the youngest of the Nornies rode | T2 |
And over Bifrost where is Heimdall's watch | N3 |
Past Midgard Fortress down to Earth they came | J |
There through some battle field where men fall fast | T2 |
Their horses fetlock deep in blood they ride | T2 |
And pick the bravest warriors out for death | U |
Whom they bring back with them at night to Heaven | Q2 |
To glad the Gods and feast in Odin's hall | A2 |
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But the Gods went not now as otherwhile | A2 |
Into the Tilt Yard where the Heroes fought | T2 |
To feast their eyes with looking on the fray | G2 |
Nor did they to their Judgement Place repair | Q3 |
By the ash Igdrasil in Ida's plain | Q2 |
Where they hold council and give laws for men | Q2 |
But they went Odin first the rest behind | T2 |
To the hall Gladheim which is built of gold | T2 |
Where are in circle rang'd twelve golden chairs | L2 |
And in the midst one higher Odin's throne | Q2 |
There all the Gods in silence sate them down | Q2 |
And thus the Father of the Ages spake | R |
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Go quickly Gods bring wood to the seashore | K |
With all which it beseems the dead to have | F |
And make a funeral pile on Balder's ship | I2 |
On the twelfth day the Gods shall burn his corpse | L2 |
But Hermod thou take Sleipner and ride down | Q2 |
To Hela's kingdom to ask Balder back ' | - |
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So said he and the Gods arose and took | I4 |
Axes and ropes and at their head came Thor | K |
Shouldering his Hammer which the Giants know | X |
Forth wended they and drove their steeds before | K |
And up the dewy mountain tracks they far'd | T2 |
To the dark forests in the early dawn | Q2 |
And up and down and side and slant they roam'd | T2 |
And from the glens all day an echo came | J |
Of crashing falls for with his hammer Thor | K |
Smote 'mid the rocks the lichen bearded pines | L2 |
And burst their roots while to their tops the Gods | L2 |
Made fast the woven ropes and hal'd them down | Q2 |
And lopp'd their boughs and clove them on the sward | T2 |
And bound the logs behind their steeds to draw | J4 |
And drove them homeward and the snorting steeds | L2 |
Went straining through the crackling brushwood down | Q2 |
And by the darkling forest paths the Gods | L2 |
Follow'd and on their shoulders carried boughs | L2 |
And they came out upon the plain and pass'd | T2 |
Asgard and led their horses to the beach | E4 |
And loos'd them of their loads on the seashore | K |
And rang'd the wood in stacks by Balder's ship | I2 |
And every God went home to his own house | L2 |
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But when the Gods were to the forest gone | Q2 |
Hermod led Sleipner from Valhalla forth | H4 |
And saddled him before that Sleipner brook'd | T2 |
No meaner hand than Odin's on his mane | Q2 |
On his broad back no lesser rider bore | K |
Yet docile now he stood at Hermod's side | T2 |
Arching his neck and glad to be bestrode | T2 |
Knowing the God they went to seek how dear | B4 |
But Hermod mounted him and sadly far'd | T2 |
In silence up the dark untravell'd road | T2 |
Which branches from the north of Heaven and went | T2 |
All day and Daylight wan'd and Night came on | Q2 |
And all that night he rode and journey'd so | X |
Nine days nine nights towards the northern ice | L2 |
Through valleys deep engulph'd by roaring streams | L2 |
And on the tenth morn ho beheld the bridge | O3 |
Which spans with golden arches Giall's stream | P3 |
And on the bridge a Damsel watching arm'd | T2 |
In the strait passage at the further end | T2 |
Where the road issues between walling rocks | L2 |
Scant space that Warder left for passers by | T2 |
But as when cowherds in October drive | F |
Their kine across a snowy mountain pass | L2 |
To winter pasture on the southern side | T2 |
And on the ridge a wagon chokes the way | G2 |
Wedg'd in the snow then painfully the hinds | L2 |
With goad and shouting urge their cattle past | T2 |
Plunging through deep untrodden banks of snow | X |
To right and left and warm steam fills the air | Q3 |
So on the bridge that Damsel block'd the way | G2 |
And question'd Hermod as he came and said | T2 |
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'Who art thou on thy black and fiery horse | L2 |
Under whose hoofs the bridge o'er Giall's stream | P3 |
Rumbles and shakes Tell me thy race and home | T3 |
But yestermorn five troops of dead pass'd by | T2 |
Bound on their way below to Hela's realm | L3 |
Nor shook the bridge so much as thou alone | Q2 |
And thou hast flesh and colour on thy cheeks | L2 |
Like men who live and draw the vital air | Q3 |
Nor look'st thou pale and wan like men deceas'd | T2 |
Souls bound below my daily passers here ' | - |
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And the fleet footed Hermod answer'd her | C2 |
'O Damsel Hermod am I call'd the son | Q2 |
Of Odin and my high roof'd house is built | T2 |
Far hence in Asgard in the City of Gods | L2 |
And Sleipner Odin's horse is this I ride | T2 |
And I come sent this road on Balder's track | S2 |
Say then if he hath cross'd thy bridge or no ' | - |
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He spake the Warder of the bridge replied | T2 |
'O Hermod rarely do the feet of Gods | L2 |
Or of the horses of the Gods resound | T2 |
Upon my bridge and when they cross I know | X |
Balder hath gone this way and ta'en the road | T2 |
Below there to the north toward Hela's realm | L3 |
From here the cold white mist can be discern'd | T2 |
Not lit with sun but through the darksome air | Q3 |
By the dim vapour blotted light of stars | L2 |
Which hangs over the ice where lies the road | T2 |
For in that ice are lost those northern streams | L2 |
Freezing and ridging in their onward flow | X |
Which from the fountain of Vergelmer run | Q2 |
The spring that bubbles up by Hela's throne | Q2 |
There are the joyless seats the haunt of ghosts | L2 |
Hela's pale swarms and there was Balder bound | T2 |
Ride on pass free but he by this is there ' | - |
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She spake and stepp'd aside and left him room | Z |
And Hermod greeted her and gallop'd by | T2 |
Across the bridge then she took post again | Q2 |
But northward Hermod rode the way below | X |
And o'er a darksome tract which knows no sun | Q2 |
But by the blotted light of stars he far'd | T2 |
And he came down to Ocean's northern strand | T2 |
At the drear ice beyond the Giants' home | T3 |
Thence on he journey'd o'er the fields of ice | L2 |
Still north until he met a stretching wall | A2 |
Barring his way and in the wall a grate | T2 |
Then he dismounted and drew tight the girths | L2 |
On the smooth ice of Sleipner Odin's horse | L2 |
And made him leap the grate and came within | Q2 |
And he beheld spread round him Hela's realm | L3 |
The plains of Niflheim where dwell the dead | T2 |
And heard the thunder of the streams of Hell | A2 |
For near the wall the river of Roaring flows | L2 |
Outmost the others near the centre run | Q2 |
The Storm the Abyss the Howling and the Pain | Q2 |
Those flow by Hela's throne and near their spring | B |
And from the dark flock'd up the shadowy tribes | L2 |
And as the swallows crowd the bulrush beds | L2 |
Of some clear river issuing from a lake | R |
On autumn days before they cross the sea | L2 |
And to each bulrush crest a swallow hangs | L2 |
Swinging and others skim the river streams | L2 |
And their quick twittering fills the banks and shores | L2 |
So around Hermod swarm'd the twittering ghosts | L2 |
Women and infants and young men who died | T2 |
Too soon for fame with white ungraven shields | L2 |
And old men known to Glory but their star | K4 |
Betray'd them and of wasting age they died | T2 |
Not wounds yet dying they their armour wore | K |
And now have chief regard in Hela's realm | L3 |
Behind flock'd wrangling up a piteous crew | H |
Greeted of none disfeatur'd and forlorn | Q2 |
Cowards who were in sloughs interr'd alive | F |
And round them still the wattled hurdles hung | L4 |
Wherewith they stamp'd them down and trod them deep | A4 |
To hide their shameful memory from men | Q2 |
But all he pass'd unhail'd and reach'd the throne | Q2 |
Of Hela and saw near it Balder crown'd | T2 |
And Hela sat thereon with countenance stern | Q2 |
And thus bespake him first the solemn Queen | Q2 |
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'Unhappy how hast thou endur'd to leave | F |
The light and journey to the cheerless land | T2 |
Where idly flit about the feeble shades | L2 |
How didst thou cross the bridge o'er Giall's stream | P3 |
Being alive and come to Ocean's shore | K |
Or how o'erleap the grate that bars the wall ' | - |
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She spake but down off Sleipner Hermod sprang | L |
And fell before her feet and clasp'd her knees | L2 |
And spake and mild entreated her and said | T2 |
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'O Hela wherefore should the Gods declare | Q3 |
Their errands to each other or the ways | L2 |
They go the errand and the way is known | Q2 |
Thou know'st thou know'st what grief we have in Heaven | Q2 |
For Balder whom thou hold'st by right below | X |
Restore him for what part fulfils he here | X3 |
Shall he shed cheer over the cheerless seats | L2 |
And touch the apathetic ghosts with joy | M4 |
Not for such end O Queen thou hold'st thy realm | L3 |
For Heaven was Balder born the City of Gods | L2 |
And Heroes where they live in light and joy | M4 |
Thither restore him for his place is there ' | - |
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He spoke and grave replied the solemn Queen | Q2 |
'Hermod for he thou art thou Son of Heaven | Q2 |
A strange unlikely errand sure is thine | Q2 |
Do the Gods send to me to make them blest | T2 |
Small bliss my race hath of the Gods obtain'd | T2 |
Three mighty children to my Father Lok | E2 |
Did Angerbode the Giantess bring forth | H4 |
Fenris the Wolf the Serpent huge and Me | L2 |
Of these the Serpent in the sea ye cast | T2 |
Who since in your despite hath wax'd amain | Q2 |
And now with gleaming ring enfolds the world | T2 |
Me on this cheerless nether world ye threw | H |
And gave me nine unlighted realms to rule | A2 |
While on his island in the lake afar | K4 |
Made fast to the bor'd crag by wile not strength | N4 |
Subdu'd with limber chains lives Fenris bound | T2 |
Lok still subsists in Heaven our Father wise | L2 |
Your mate though loath'd and feasts in Odin's hall | A2 |
But him too foes await and netted snares | L2 |
And in a cave a bed of needle rocks | L2 |
And o'er his visage serpents dropping gall | A2 |
Yet he shall one day rise and burst his bonds | L2 |
And with himself set us his offspring free | L2 |
When he guides Muspel's children to their bourne | Q2 |
Till then in peril or in pain we live | F |
Wrought by the Gods and ask the Gods our aid | T2 |
Howbeit we abide our day till then | Q2 |
We do not as some feebler haters do | H |
Seek to afflict our foes with petty pangs | L2 |
Helpless to better us or ruin them | O4 |
Come then if Balder was so dear belov'd | T2 |
And this is true and such a loss is Heaven's | L2 |
Hear how to Heaven may Balder be restor'd | T2 |
Show me through all the world the signs of grief | F |
Fails but one thing to grieve here Balder stops | L2 |
Let all that lives and moves upon the earth | P4 |
Weep him and all that is without life weep | A4 |
Let Gods men brutes beweep him plants and stones | L2 |
So shall I know the lost was dear indeed | T2 |
And bend my heart and give him back to Heaven ' | - |
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She spake and Hermod answer'd her and said | T2 |
'Hela such as thou say'st the terms shall be | L2 |
But come declare me this and truly tell | A2 |
May I ere I depart bid Balder hail | A2 |
Or is it here withheld to greet the dead ' | - |
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He spake and straightway Hela answer'd him | Q4 |
'Hermod greet Balder if thou wilt and hold | T2 |
Converse his speech remains though he he dead ' | - |
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And straight to Balder Hermod turn'd and spake | R |
'Even in the abode of Death O Balder hail | A2 |
Thou hear'st if hearing like as speech is thine | Q2 |
The terms of thy releasement hence to Heaven | Q2 |
Fear nothing but that all shall be fulfill'd | T2 |
For not unmindful of thee are the Gods | L2 |
Who see the light and blest in Asgard dwell | A2 |
Even here they seek thee out in Hela's realm | L3 |
And sure of all the happiest far art thou | G |
Who ever have been known in Earth or Heaven | Q2 |
Alive thou wert of Gods the most belov'd | T2 |
And now thou sittest crown'd by Hela's side | T2 |
Here and hast honour among all the dead ' | - |
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He spake and Balder utter'd him reply | T2 |
But feebly as a voice far off he said | T2 |
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'Hermod the nimble gild me not my death | U |
Better to live a slave a captur'd man | Q2 |
Who scatters rushes in a master's ball | A2 |
Than be a crown'd king here and rule the dead | T2 |
And now I count not of these terms as safe | F |
To be fulfill'd nor my return as sure | R4 |
Though I be lov'd and many mourn my death | U |
For double minded ever was the seed | T2 |
Of Lok and double are the gifts they give | F |
Howbeit report thy message and therewith | U |
To Odin to my Father take this ring | B |
Memorial of me whether sav'd or no | Q2 |
And tell the Heaven born Gods how thou hast seen | Q2 |
Me sitting here below by Hela s side | T2 |
Crown'd having honour among all the dead ' | - |
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He spake and rais'd his hand and gave the ring | B |
And with inscrutable regard the Queen | Q2 |
Of Hell beheld them and the ghosts stood dumb | D3 |
But Hermod took the ring and yet once more | K |
Kneel'd and did homage to the solemn Queen | Q2 |
Then mounted Sleipner and set forth to ride | T2 |
Back through the astonish'd tribes of dead to Heaven | Q2 |
And to the wall he came and found the grate | T2 |
Lifted and issued on the fields of ice | L2 |
And o'er the ice he far'd to Ocean's strand | T2 |
And up from thence a wet and misty road | T2 |
To the arm'd Damsel's bridge and Giall's stream | P3 |
Worse was that way to go than to return | Q2 |
For him for others all return is barr'd | T2 |
Nine days he took to go two to return | Q2 |
And on the twelfth morn saw the light of Heaven | Q2 |
And as a traveller in the early dawn | Q2 |
To the steep edge of some great valley comes | L2 |
Through which a river flows and sees beneath | U |
Clouds of white rolling vapours fill the vale | A2 |
But o'er them on the farther slope descries | L2 |
Vineyards and crofts and pastures bright with sun | Q2 |
So Hermod o'er the fog between saw Heaven | Q2 |
And Sleipner snorted for he smelt the air | Q3 |
Of Heaven and mightily as wing'd he flew | H |
And Hermod saw the towers of Asgard rise | L2 |
And he drew near and heard no living voice | L2 |
In Asgard and the golden halls were dumb | D3 |
Then Hermod knew what labour held the Gods | L2 |
And through the empty streets he rode and pass'd | T2 |
Under the gate house to the sands and found | T2 |
The Gods on the seashore by Balder's ship | I2 |
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III | A |
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FUNERAL | A2 |
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THE GODS held talk together group'd in knots | L2 |
Round Balder's corpse which they had thither borne | Q2 |
And Hermod came down towards them from the gate | T2 |
And Lok the Father of the Serpent first | T2 |
Beheld him come and to his neighbour spake | R |
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'See here is Hermod who comes single back | S2 |
From Hell and shall I tell thee how he seems | L2 |
Like as a farmer who hath lost his dog | S4 |
Some morn at market in a crowded town | Q2 |
Through many streets the poor beast runs in vain | Q2 |
And follows this man after that for hours | L2 |
And late at evening spent and panting falls | L2 |
Before a stranger's threshold not his home | T3 |
With flanks a tremble and his slender tongue | L4 |
Hangs quivering out between his dust smear'd jaws | L2 |
And piteously he eyes the passers by | T2 |
But home his master comes to his own farm | I |
Far in the country wondering where he is | L2 |
So Hermod comes to day unfollow'd home ' | - |
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And straight his neighbour mov'd with wrath replied | T2 |
'Deceiver fair in form but false in heart | T2 |
Enemy Mocker whom though Gods we hate | T2 |
Peace lest our Father Odin hear thee gibe | T4 |
Would I might see him snatch thee in his hand | T2 |
And bind thy carcase like a bale with cords | L2 |
And hurl thee in a lake to sink or swim | Q4 |
If clear from plotting Balder's death to swim | Q4 |
But deep if thou devisedst it to drown | Q2 |
And perish against fate before thy day ' | - |
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So they two soft to one another spake | R |
But Odin look'd toward the land and saw | L2 |
His messenger and he stood forth and cried | T2 |
And Hermod came and leapt from Sleipner down | Q2 |
And in his Father's hand put Sleipner's rein | Q2 |
And greeted Odin and the Gods and said | T2 |
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'Odin my Father and ye Gods of Heaven | Q2 |
Lo home having perform'd your will I come | D3 |
Into the joyless kingdom have I been | Q2 |
Below and look'd upon the shadowy tribes | L2 |
Of ghosts and commun'd with their solemn Queen | Q2 |
And to your prayer she sends you this reply | T2 |
Show her through all the world the signs of grief | F |
Fails but one thing to grieve there Balder stops | L2 |
Let Gods men brutes beweep hint plants and stones | L2 |
So shall she know your loss was dear indeed | T2 |
And bend her heart and give you Balder back ' | - |
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He spoke and all the Gods to Odin look'd | T2 |
And straight the Father of the Ages said | T2 |
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'Ye Gods these terms may keep another day | G2 |
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But now put on your arms and mount your steeds | L2 |
And in procession all come near and weep | A4 |
Balder for that is what the dead desire | C2 |
When ye enough have wept then build a pile | A2 |
Of the heap'd wood and burn his corpse with fire | C2 |
Out of our sight that we may turn from grief | F |
And lead as erst our daily life in Heaven ' | - |
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He spoke and the Gods arm'd and Odin donn'd | T2 |
His dazzling corslet and his helm of gold | T2 |
And led the way on Sleipner and the rest | T2 |
Follow'd in tears their Father and their King | B |
And thrice in arms around the dead they rode | T2 |
Weeping the sands were wetted and their arms | L2 |
With their thick falling tears so good a friend | T2 |
They mourn'd that day so bright so lov'd a God | T2 |
And Odin came and laid his kingly hands | L2 |
On Balder's breast and thus began the wail | A2 |
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'Farewell O Balder bright and lov'd my Son | Q2 |
In that great day the Twilight of the Gods | L2 |
When Muspel's children shall beleaguer Heaven | Q2 |
Then we shall miss thy counsel and thy arm ' | - |
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Thou camest near the next O Warrior Thor | K |
Shouldering thy Hammer in thy chariot drawn | Q2 |
Swaying the long hair'd Goats with silver'd rein | Q2 |
And over Balder's corpse these words didst say | G2 |
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'Brother thou dwellest in the darksome land | T2 |
And talkest with the feeble tribes of ghosts | L2 |
Now and I know not how they prize thee there | Q3 |
But here I know thou wilt be miss'd and mourn'd | T2 |
For haughty spirits and high wraths are rife | F |
Among the Gods and Heroes here in Heaven | Q2 |
As among those whose joy and work is war | K |
And daily strifes arise and angry words | L2 |
But from thy lips O Balder night or day | G2 |
Heard no one ever an injurious word | T2 |
To God or Hero but thou keptest back | S2 |
The others labouring to compose their brawls | L2 |
Be ye then kind as Balder too was kind | T2 |
For we lose him who smooth'd all strife in Heaven ' | - |
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He spake and all the Gods assenting wail'd | T2 |
And Freya next came nigh with golden tears | L2 |
The loveliest Goddess she in Heaven by all | A2 |
Most honour'd after Frea Odin's wife | F |
Her long ago the wandering Oder took | I4 |
To mate but left her to roam distant lands | L2 |
Since then she seeks him and weeps tears of gold | T2 |
Names hath she many Vanadis on earth | U |
They call her Freya is her name in Heaven | Q2 |
She in her hands took Balder's head and spake | R |
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'Balder my brother thou art gone a road | T2 |
Unknown and long and haply on that way | G2 |
My long lost wandering Oder thou hast met | T2 |
For in the paths of Heaven he is not found | T2 |
Oh if it be so tell him what thou wert | T2 |
To his neglected wife and what he is | L2 |
And wring his heart with shame to hear thy word | T2 |
For he my husband left me here to pine | Q2 |
Not long a wife when his unquiet heart | T2 |
First drove him from me into distant lands | L2 |
Since then I vainly seek him through the world | T2 |
And weep from shore to shore my golden tears | L2 |
But neither god nor mortal heeds my pain | Q2 |
Thou only Balder wert for ever kind | T2 |
To take my hand and wipe my tears and say | G2 |
Weep not O Freya weep no golden tears | L2 |
One day the wandering Oder will return | Q2 |
Or thou wilt find him in thy faithful search | G4 |
On some great road or resting in an inn | Q2 |
Or at a ford or sleeping by a tree | L2 |
So Balder said but Oder well I know | Q2 |
My truant Oder I shall see no more | K |
To the world's end and Balder now is gone | Q2 |
And I am left uncomforted in Heaven ' | - |
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She spake and all the Goddesses bewail'd | T2 |
Last from among the Heroes one came near | B4 |
No God but of the Hero troop the chief | F |
Regner who swept the northern sea with fleets | L2 |
And rul'd o'er Denmark and the heathy isles | L2 |
Living but Ella captur'd him and slew | H |
A king whose fame then fill'd the vast of Heaven | Q2 |
Now time obscures it and men's later deeds | L2 |
He last approach'd the corpse and spake and said | T2 |
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'Balder there yet are many Scalds in Heaven | Q2 |
Still left and that chief Scald thy brother Brage | M4 |
Whom we may bid to sing though thou art gone | Q2 |
And all these gladly while we drink we hear | X3 |
After the feast is done in Odin's hall | A2 |
But they harp ever on one string and wake | R |
Remembrance in our soul of wars alone | Q2 |
Such as on earth we valiantly have wag'd | T2 |
And blood and ringing blows and violent death | U |
But when thou sangest Balder thou didst strike | I3 |
Another note and like a bird in spring | B |
Thy voice of joyance minded us and youth | U |
And wife and children and our ancient home | T3 |
Yes and I too remember'd then no more | K |
My dungeon where the serpents stung me dead | T2 |
Nor Ella's victory on the English coast | T2 |
But I heard Thora laugh in Gothland Isle | A2 |
And saw my shepherdess Aslauga tend | T2 |
Her flock along the white Norwegian beach | E4 |
Tears started to mine eyes with yearning joy | M4 |
Therefore with grateful heart I mourn thee dead ' | - |
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So Regner spake and all the Heroes groan'd | T2 |
But now the sun had pass'd the height of Heaven | Q2 |
And soon had all that day been spent in wail | A2 |
But then the Father of the Ages said | T2 |
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'Ye Gods there well may be too much of wail | A2 |
Bring now the gather'd wood to Balder's ship | I2 |
Heap on the deck the logs and build the pyre ' | - |
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But when the Gods and Heroes heard they brought | T2 |
The wood to Balder's ship and built a pile | A2 |
Full the deck's breadth and lofty then the corpse | L2 |
Of Balder on the highest top they laid | T2 |
With Nanna on his right and on his left | T2 |
Hoder his brother whom his own hand slew | H |
And they set jars of wine and oil to lean | Q2 |
Against the bodies and stuck torches near | B4 |
Splinters of pine wood soak'd with turpentine | Q2 |
And brought his arms and gold and all his stuff | F |
And slew the dogs which at his table fed | T2 |
And his horse Balder's horse whom most he lov'd | T2 |
And threw them on the pyre and Odin threw | H |
A last choice gift thereon his golden ring | B |
They fixt the mast and hoisted up the sails | L2 |
Then they put fire to the wood and Thor | K |
Set his stout shoulder hard against the stern | Q2 |
To push the ship through the thick sand sparks flew | H |
From the deep trench she plough'd so strong a God | T2 |
Furrow'd it and the water gurgled in | Q2 |
And the Ship floated on the waves and rock'd | T2 |
But in the hills a strong East Wind arose | L2 |
And came down moaning to the sea first squalls | L2 |
Ran black o'er the sea's face then steady rush'd | T2 |
The breeze and fill'd the sails and blew the fire | C2 |
And wreath'd in smoke the Ship stood out to sea | L2 |
Soon with a roaring rose the mighty fire | C2 |
And the pile crackled and between the logs | L2 |
Sharp quivering tongues of flame shot out and leapt | T2 |
Curling and darting higher until they lick'd | T2 |
The summit of the pile the dead the mast | T2 |
And ate the shrivelling sails but still the Ship | I2 |
Drove on ablaze above her hull with fire | C2 |
And the Gods stood upon the beach and gaz'd | T2 |
And while they gaz'd the Sun went lurid down | Q2 |
Into the smoke wrapt sea and Night came on | Q2 |
Then the wind fell with night and there was calm | U4 |
But through the dark they watch'd the burning Ship | I2 |
Still carried o'er the distant waters on | Q2 |
Farther and farther like an Eye of Fire | C2 |
And as in the dark night a travelling man | Q2 |
Who bivouacs in a forest 'mid the hills | L2 |
Sees suddenly a spire of flame shoot up | V3 |
Out of the black waste forest far below | Q2 |
Which woodcutters have lighted near their lodge | M4 |
Against the wolves and all night long it flares | L2 |
So flar'd in the far darkness Balder's pyre | C2 |
But fainter as the stars rose high it burn'd | T2 |
The bodies were consum'd ash chok'd the pile | A2 |
And as in a decaying winter fire | C2 |
A charr'd log falling makes a shower of sparks | L2 |
So with a shower of sparks the pile fell in | Q2 |
Reddening the sea around and all was dark | V4 |
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But the Gods went by starlight up the shore | K |
To Asgard and sate down in Odin's hall | A2 |
At table and the funeral feast began | Q2 |
All night they ate the boar Serimner's flesh | V2 |
And from their horns with silver rimm'd drank mead | T2 |
Silent and waited for the sacred Morn | Q2 |
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And Morning over all the world was spread | T2 |
Then from their loath d feast the Gods arose | L2 |
And took their horses and set forth to ride | T2 |
O'er the bridge Bifrost where is Heimdall's watch | N3 |
To the ash Igdrasil and Ida's plain | Q2 |
Thor came on foot the rest on horseback rode | T2 |
And they found Mimir sitting by his Fount | T2 |
Of Wisdom which beneath the ashtree springs | L2 |
And saw the Nornies watering the roots | L2 |
Of that world shadowing tree with Honey dew | T2 |
There came the Gods and sate them down on stones | L2 |
And thus the Father of the Ages said | T2 |
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'Ye Gods the terms ye know which Hermod brought | T2 |
Accept them or reject them both have grounds | L2 |
Accept them and they bind us unfulfill'd | T2 |
To leave for ever Balder in the grave | F |
An unrecover'd prisoner shade with shades | L2 |
But how ye say should the fulfilment fail | A2 |
Smooth sound the terms and light to be fulfill'd | T2 |
For dear belov'd was Balder while he liv'd | T2 |
In Heaven and Earth and who would grudge him tears | L2 |
But from the traitorous seed of Lok they come | D3 |
These terms and I suspect some hidden fraud | T2 |
Bethink ye Gods is there no other way | G2 |
Speak were not this a way the way for Gods | L2 |
If I if Odin clad in radiant arms | L2 |
Mounted on Sleipner with the Warrior Thor | K |
Drawn in his car beside me and my sons | L2 |
All the strong brood of Heaven to swell my train | Q2 |
Should make irruption into Hela's realm | L3 |
And set the fields of gloom ablaze with light | T2 |
And bring in triumph Balder back to Heaven ' | - |
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He spake and his fierce sons applauded loud | T2 |
But Frea Mother of the Gods arose | L2 |
Daughter and wife of Odin thus she said | T2 |
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'Odin thou Whirlwind what a threat is this | L2 |
Thou threatenest what transcends thy might even thine | Q2 |
For of all powers the mightiest far art thou | U |
Lord over men on Earth and Gods in Heaven | Q2 |
Yet even from thee thyself hath been withheld | T2 |
One thing to undo what thou thyself hast rul'd | T2 |
For all which hath been fixt was fixt by thee | L2 |
In the beginning ere the Gods were born | Q2 |
Before the Heavens were builded thou didst slay | G2 |
The Giant Ymir whom the Abyss brought forth | U |
Thou and thy brethren fierce the Sons of Bor | K |
And threw his trunk to choke the abysmal void | T2 |
But of his flesh and members thou didst build | T2 |
The Earth and Ocean and above them Heaven | Q2 |
And from the flaming world where Muspel reigns | L2 |
Thou sent'st and fetched'st fire and madest lights | L2 |
Sun Moon and Stars which thou hast hung in Heaven | Q2 |
Dividing clear the paths of night and day | G2 |
And Asgard thou didst build and Midgard Fort | T2 |
Then me thou mad'st of us the Gods were born | Q2 |
Then walking by the sea thou foundest spars | L2 |
Of wood and framed'st men who till the earth | U |
Or on the sea the field of pirates sail | A2 |
And all the race of Ymir thou didst drown | Q2 |
Save one Bergelmer he on shipboard fled | T2 |
Thy deluge and from him the Giants sprang | L |
But all that brood thou hast remov'd far off | F |
And set by Ocean's utmost marge to dwell | A2 |
But Hela into Niflheim thou threw'st | T2 |
And gav'st her nine unlighted worlds to rule | A2 |
A Queen and empire over all the dead | T2 |
That empire wilt thou now invade light up | V3 |
Her darkness from her grasp a subject tear | K |
Try it but I for one will not applaud | T2 |
Nor do I merit Odin thou should'st slight | T2 |
Me and my words though thou be first in Heaven | Q2 |
For I too am a Goddess born of thee | L2 |
Thine eldest and of me the Gods are sprung | L4 |
And all that is to come I know but lock | E2 |
In my own breast and have to none reveal'd | T2 |
Come then since Hela holds by right her prey | G2 |
But offers terms for his release to heaven | Q2 |
Accept the chance thou canst no more obtain | Q2 |
Send through the world thy messengers entreat | T2 |
All living and unliving things to weep | A4 |
For Balder if thou haply thus may'st melt | T2 |
Hela and win the lov'd one back to Heaven ' | - |
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She spake and on her face let fall her veil | A2 |
And bow'd her head and sate with folded hands | L2 |
Nor did the all ruling Odin slight her word | T2 |
Straightway he spake and thus address'd the Gods | L2 |
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'Go quickly forth through all the world and pray | G2 |
All living and unliving things to weep | A4 |
Balder if haply he may thus be won ' | - |
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When the Gods heard they straight arose and took | I4 |
Their horses and rode forth through all the world | T2 |
North south east west they struck and roam'd the world | T2 |
Entreating all things to weep Balder's death | U |
And all that liv'd and all without life wept | T2 |
And as in winter when the frost breaks up | V3 |
At winter's end before the spring begins | L2 |
And a warm west wind blows and thaw sets in | Q2 |
After an hour a dripping sound is heard | T2 |
In all the forests and the soft strewn snow | Q2 |
Under the trees is dibbled thick with holes | L2 |
And from the boughs the snowloads shuffle down | Q2 |
And in fields sloping to the south dark plots | L2 |
Of grass peep out amid surrounding snow | Q2 |
And widen and the peasant's heart is glad | T2 |
So through the world was heard a dripping noise | L2 |
Of all things weeping to bring Balder back | S2 |
And there fell joy upon the Gods to hear | K |
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But Hermod rode with Niord whom he took | I4 |
To show him spits and beaches of the sea | L2 |
Far off where some unwarn'd might fail to weep | A4 |
Niord the God of storms whom fishers know | Q2 |
Not born in Heaven he was in Vanheim rear'd | T2 |
With men but lives a hostage with the Gods | L2 |
He knows each frith and every rocky creek | W4 |
Fring'd with dark pines and sands where seafowl scream | P3 |
They two scour'd every coast and all things wept | T2 |
And they rode home together through the wood | T2 |
Of Jarnvid which to east of Midgard lies | L2 |
Bordering the Giants where the trees are iron | Q2 |
There in the wood before a cave they came | J |
Where sate in the cave's mouth a skinny Hag | X4 |
Toothless and old she gibes the passers by | T2 |
Thok is she call'd but now Lok wore her shape | Y4 |
She greeted them the first and laugh'd and said | T2 |
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'Ye Gods good lack is it so dull in Heaven | Q2 |
That ye come pleasuring to Thok's Iron Wood | T2 |
Lovers of change ye are fastidious sprites | L2 |
Look as in some boor's yard a sweet breath'd cow | U |
Whose manger is stuff'd full of good fresh hay | G2 |
Snuffs at it daintily and stoops her head | T2 |
To chew the straw her litter at her feet | T2 |
So ye grow squeamish Gods and sniff at Heaven ' | - |
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She spake but Hermod answer'd her and said | T2 |
'Thok not for gibes we come we come for tears | L2 |
Balder is dead and Hela holds her prey | G2 |
But will restore if all things give him tears | L2 |
Begrudge not thine to all was Balder dear ' | - |
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But with a louder laugh the Hag replied | T2 |
'Is Balder dead and do ye come for tears | L2 |
Thok with dry eyes will weep o'er Balder's pyre | K |
Weep him all other things if weep they will | A2 |
I weep him not let Hela keep her prey ' | - |
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She spake and to the cavern's depth she fled | T2 |
Mocking and Hermod knew their toil was vain | Q2 |
And as seafaring men who long have wrought | T2 |
In the great deep for gain at last come home | T3 |
And towards evening see the headlands rise | L2 |
Of their own country and can clear descry | K |
A fire of wither'd furze which boys have lit | T2 |
Upon the cliffs or smoke of burning weeds | L2 |
Out of a till'd field inland then the wind | T2 |
Catches them and drives out again to sea | L2 |
And they go long days tossing up and down | Q2 |
Over the grey sea ridges and the glimpse | L2 |
Of port they had makes bitterer far their toil | A2 |
So the Gods' cross was bitterer for their joy | M4 |
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Then sad at heart to Niord Hermod spake | R |
'It is the Accuser Lok who flouts us all | A2 |
Ride back and tell in Heaven this heavy news | L2 |
I must again below to Hela's realm ' | - |
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He spoke and Niord set forth back to Heaven | Q2 |
But northward Hermod rode the way below | Q2 |
Tho way he knew and travers'd Giall's stream | P3 |
And down to Ocean grop'd and cross'd the ice | L2 |
And came beneath the wall and found the grate | T2 |
Still lifted well was his return foreknown | Q2 |
And once more Hermod saw around him spread | T2 |
The joyless plains and heard the streams of Hell | A2 |
But as he enter'd on the extremest hound | T2 |
Of Niflheim he saw one Ghost come near | K |
Hovering and stopping oft as if afraid | T2 |
Hoder the unhappy whom his own hand slew | T2 |
And Hermod look'd and knew his brother's ghost | T2 |
And call'd him by his name and sternly said | T2 |
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'Hoder ill fated blind in heart and eyes | L2 |
Why tarriest thou to plunge thee in the gulph | F |
Of the deep inner gloom but flittest here | K |
In twilight on the lonely verge of Hell | A2 |
Far from the other ghosts and Hela's throne | Q2 |
Doubtless thou fearest to meet Balder's voice | L2 |
Thy brother whom through folly thou didst slay ' | - |
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He spoke but Hoder answer'd him and said | T2 |
'Hermod the nimble dost thou still pursue | T2 |
The unhappy with reproach even in the grave | F |
For this I died and fled beneath the gloom | Z |
Not daily to endure abhorring Gods | L2 |
Nor with a hateful presence cumber Heaven | Q2 |
And canst thou not even here pass pitying by | T2 |
No less than Balder have I lost the light | T2 |
Of Heaven and communion with my kin | Q2 |
I too had once a wife and once a child | T2 |
And substance and a golden house in Heaven | Q2 |
But all I left of my own act and fled | T2 |
Below and dost thou hate me even here | K |
Balder upbraids me not nor hates at all | A2 |
Though he has cause have any cause but he | L2 |
When that with downcast looks I hither came | J |
Stretch'd forth his hand and with benignant voice | L2 |
Welcome he said if there be welcome here | K |
Brother and fellow sport of Lok with me | L2 |
And not to offend thee Hermod nor to force | L2 |
My hated converse on thee came I up | V3 |
From the deep gloom where I will now return | Q2 |
But earnestly I long'd to hover near | K |
Not too far off when that thou camest by | T2 |
To feel the presence of a brother God | T2 |
And hear the passage of a horse of Heaven | Q2 |
For the last time for here thou com'st no more ' | - |
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He spake and turn'd to go to the inner gloom | Z |
But Hermod stay'd him with mild words and said | T2 |
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'Thou doest well to chide me Hoder blind | T2 |
Truly thou say'st the planning guilty mind | T2 |
Was Lok's the unwitting hand alone was thine | Q2 |
But Gods are like the sons of men in this | L2 |
When they have woe they blame the nearest cause | L2 |
Howbeit stay and be appeas'd and tell | A2 |
Sits Balder still in pomp by Hela's side | T2 |
Or is he mingled with the unnumber'd dead ' | - |
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And the blind Hoder answer'd him and spake | R |
'His place of state remains by Hela's side | T2 |
But empty for his wife for Nanna came | J |
Lately below and join'd him and the Pair | K |
Frequent the still recesses of the realm | L3 |
Of Hela and hold converse undisturb'd | T2 |
But they too doubtless will have breath'd the balm | U4 |
Which floats before a visitant from Heaven | Q2 |
And have drawn upwards to this verge of Hell ' | - |
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He spake and as he ceas'd a puff of wind | T2 |
Roll'd heavily the leaden mist aside | T2 |
Round where they stood and they beheld Two Forms | L2 |
Make towards them o'er the stretching cloudy plain | Q2 |
And Hermod straight perceiv'd them who they were | K |
Balder and Nanna and to Balder said | T2 |
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'Balder too truly thou foresaw'st a snare | K |
Lok triumphs still and Hela keeps her prey | K |
No more to Asgard shalt thou come nor lodge | M4 |
In thy own house Breidablik nor enjoy | M4 |
The love all bear towards thee nor train up | V3 |
Forset thy son to be belov'd like thee | L2 |
Here must thou lie and wait an endless age | M4 |
Therefore for the last time O Balder hail ' | - |
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He spake and Balder answer'd him and said | T2 |
'Hail and farewell for here thou com'st no more | K |
Yet mourn not for me Hermod when thou sitt'st | T2 |
In Heaven nor let the other Gods lament | T2 |
As wholly to be pitied quite forlorn | Q2 |
For Nanna hath rejoin'd me who of old | T2 |
In Heaven was seldom parted from my side | T2 |
And still the acceptance follows me which crowned | T2 |
My former life and cheers me even here | K |
The iron frown of Hela is relax'd | T2 |
When I draw nigh and the wan tribes of dead | T2 |
Trust me and gladly bring for my award | T2 |
Their ineffectual feuds and feeble hates | L2 |
Shadows of hates but they distress them still ' | - |
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And the fleet footed Hermod made reply | T2 |
'Thou hast then all the solace death allows | L2 |
Esteem and function and so far is well | A2 |
Yet here thou liest Balder underground | T2 |
Rusting for ever and the years roll on | Q2 |
The generations pass the ages grow | Q2 |
And bring us nearer to the final day | T2 |
When from the south shall march the Fiery Band | T2 |
And cross the Bridge of Heaven with Lok for guide | T2 |
And Fenris at his heel with broken chain | Q2 |
While from the east the Giant Rymer steers | L2 |
His ship and the great Serpent makes to land | T2 |
And all are marshall'd in one flaming square | K |
Against the Gods upon the plains of Heaven | Q2 |
I mourn thee that thou canst not help us then ' | - |
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He spake but Balder answer'd him and said | T2 |
'Mourn not for me Mourn Hermod for the Gods | L2 |
Mourn for the men on Earth the Gods in Heaven | Q2 |
Who live and with their eyes shall see that day | T2 |
The day will come when Asgard's towers shall fall | A2 |
And Odin and his Sons the seed of Heaven | Q2 |
But what were I to save them in that hour | K |
If strength could save them could not Odin save | F |
My Father and his pride the Warrior Thor | K |
Vidar the Silent the Impetuous Tyr | K |
I what were I when these can naught avail | A2 |
Yet doubtless when the day of battle comes | L2 |
And the two Hosts are marshall'd and in Heaven | Q2 |
The golden crested Cock shall sound alarm | I |
And his black Brother Bird from hence reply | T2 |
And bucklers clash and spears begin to pour | K |
Longing will stir within my breast though vain | Q2 |
But not to me so grievous as I know | Q2 |
To other Gods it were is my enforc'd | T2 |
Absence from fields where I could nothing aid | T2 |
For I am long since weary of your storm | Z4 |
Of carnage and find Hermod in your life | F |
Something too much of war and broils which make | R |
Life one perpetual fight a bath of blood | T2 |
Mine eyes are dizzy with the arrowy hail | A2 |
Mine ears are stunn'd with blows and sick for calm | U4 |
Inactive therefore let me lie in gloom | Z |
Unarm'd inglorious I attend the course | L2 |
Of ages and my late return to light | T2 |
In times less alien to a spirit mild | T2 |
In new recover'd seats the happier day ' | - |
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He spake and the fleet Hermod thus replied | T2 |
'Brother what seats are these what happier day | T2 |
Tell me that I may ponder it when gone ' | - |
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And the ray crowned Balder answer'd him | Q4 |
'Far to the south beyond The Blue there spreads | L2 |
Another Heaven The Boundless no one yet | T2 |
Hath reach'd it there hereafter shall arise | L2 |
The second Asgard with another name | J |
Thither when o'er this present Earth and Heavens | L2 |
The tempest of the latter days hath swept | T2 |
And they from sight have disappear'd and sunk | |
Shall a small remnant of the Gods repair | K |
Hoder and I shall join them from the grave | F |
There re assembling we shall see emerge | M4 |
From the bright Ocean at our feet an Earth | U |
More fresh more verdant than the last with fruits | L2 |
Self springing and a seed of man preserv'd | T2 |
Who then shall live in peace as now in war | K |
But we in Heaven shall find again with joy | M4 |
The ruin'd palaces of Odin seats | L2 |
Familiar halls where we have supp'd of old | T2 |
Re enter them with wonder never fill | A2 |
Our eyes with gazing and rebuild with tears | L2 |
And we shall tread once more the well known plain | Q2 |
Of Ida and among the grass shall find | T2 |
The golden dice with which we play'd of yore | K |
And that will bring to mind the former life | F |
And pastime of the Gods the wise discourse | L2 |
Of Odin the delights of other days | L2 |
O Hermod pray that thou mayst join us then | Q2 |
Such for the future is my hope meanwhile | A2 |
I rest the thrall of Hela and endure | K |
Death and the gloom which round me even now | Q2 |
Thickens and to its inner gulph recalls | L2 |
Farewell for longer speech is not allow'd ' | - |
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He spoke and wav'd farewell and gave his hand | T2 |
To Nanna and she gave their brother blind | T2 |
Her hand in turn for guidance and The Three | K |
Departed o'er the cloudy plain and soon | Q2 |
Faded from sight into the interior gloom | Z |
But Hermod stood beside his drooping horse | L2 |
Mute gazing after them in tears and fain | Q2 |
Fain had he follow'd their receding steps | L2 |
Though they to Death were bound and he to Heaven | Q2 |
Then but a Power he could not break withheld | T2 |
And as a stork which idle boys have trapp'd | T2 |
And tied him in a yard at autumn sees | L2 |
Flocks of his kind pass flying o'er his head | T2 |
To warmer lands and coasts that keep the sun | Q2 |
He strains to join their flight and from his shed | T2 |
Follows them with a long complaining cry | T2 |
So Hermod gaz'd and yearn'd to join his kin | Q2 |
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At last he sigh'd and set forth back to Heaven | Q2 |
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