Funeral Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The gods held talk together group'd in knotsA
Round Balder's corpse which they had thither borneB
And Hermod came down towards them from the gateC
And Lok the Father of the Serpent firstD
Beheld him come and to his neighbour spakeE
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'See here is Hermod who comes single backF
From Hell and shall I tell thee how he seemsG
Like as a farmer who hath lost his dogH
Some morn at market in a crowded townI
Through many streets the poor beast runs in vainJ
And follows this man after that for hoursK
And late at evening spent and panting fallsL
Before a stranger's threshold not his homeM
With flanks a tremble and his slender tongueN
Hangs quivering out between his dust smear'd jawsO
And piteously he eyes the passers byP
But home his master comes to his own farmQ
Far in the country wondering where he isR
So Hermod comes to day unfollow'd home '-
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And straight his neighbour mov'd with wrath repliedS
'Deceiver fair in form but false in heartT
Enemy Mocker whom though Gods we hateC
Peace lest our Father Odin hear thee gibeU
Would I might see him snatch thee in his handV
And bind thy carcase like a bale with cordsW
And hurl thee in a lake to sink or swimX
If clear from plotting Balder's death to swimX
But deep if thou devisedst it to drownI
And perish against fate before thy day '-
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So they two soft to one another spakeE
But Odin look'd toward the land and sawY
His messenger and he stood forth and criedS
And Hermod came and leapt from Sleipner downI
And in his Father's hand put Sleipner's reinJ
And greeted Odin and the Gods and saidZ
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'Odin my Father and ye Gods of HeavenA2
Lo home having perform'd your will I comeB2
Into the joyless kingdom have I beenC2
Below and look'd upon the shadowy tribesD2
Of ghosts and commun'd with their solemn QueenE2
And to your prayer she sends you this replyP
Show her through all the world the signs of griefF2
Fails but one thing to grieve there Balder stopsG2
Let Gods men brutes beweep hint plants and stonesH2
So shall she know your loss was dear indeedI2
And bend her heart and give you Balder back '-
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He spoke and all the Gods to Odin look'dJ2
And straight the Father of the Ages saidZ
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'Ye Gods these terms may keep another dayK2
But now put on your arms and mount your steedsL2
And in procession all come near and weepM2
Balder for that is what the dead desireN2
When ye enough have wept then build a pileO2
Of the heap'd wood and burn his corpse with fireN2
Out of our sight that we may turn from griefF2
And lead as erst our daily life in Heaven '-
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He spoke and the Gods arm'd and Odin donn'dP2
His dazzling corslet and his helm of goldQ2
And led the way on Sleipner and the restR2
Follow'd in tears their Father and their KingS2
And thrice in arms around the dead they rodeT2
Weeping the sands were wetted and their armsU2
With their thick falling tears so good a friendV2
They mourn'd that day so bright so lov'd a GodW2
And Odin came and laid his kingly handsX2
On Balder's breast and thus began the wailY2
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'Farewell O Balder bright and lov'd my SonA2
In that great day the Twilight of the GodsZ2
When Muspel's children shall beleaguer HeavenA2
Then we shall miss thy counsel and thy arm '-
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Thou camest near the next O Warrior ThorA3
Shouldering thy Hammer in thy chariot drawnB3
Swaying the long hair'd Goats with silver'd reinJ
And over Balder's corpse these words didst sayK2
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'Brother thou dwellest in the darksome landV
And talkest with the feeble tribes of ghostsC3
Now and I know not how they prize thee thereD3
But here I know thou wilt be miss'd and mourn'dE3
For haughty spirits and high wraths are rifeF3
Among the Gods and Heroes here in HeavenA2
As among those whose joy and work is warA3
And daily strifes arise and angry wordsG3
But from thy lips O Balder night or dayK2
Heard no one ever an injurious wordH3
To God or Hero but thou keptest backF
The others labouring to compose their brawlsL
Be ye then kind as Balder too was kindI3
For we lose him who smooth'd all strife in Heaven '-
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He spake and all the Gods assenting wail'dJ3
And Freya next came nigh with golden tearsK3
The loveliest Goddess she in Heaven by allL3
Most honour'd after Frea Odin's wifeF3
Her long ago the wandering Oder tookM3
To mate but left her to roam distant landsX2
Since then she seeks him and weeps tears of goldQ2
Names hath she many Vanadis on earthN3
They call her Freya is her name in HeavenA2
She in her hands took Balder's head and spakeE
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'Balder my brother thou art gone a roadT2
Unknown and long and haply on that wayK2
My long lost wandering Oder thou hast metO3
For in the paths of Heaven he is not foundP3
Oh if it be so tell him what thou wertQ3
To his neglected wife and what he isR
And wring his heart with shame to hear thy wordH3
For he my husband left me here to pineR3
Not long a wife when his unquiet heartT
First drove him from me into distant landsX2
Since then I vainly seek him through the worldS3
And weep from shore to shore my golden tearsK3
But neither god nor mortal heeds my painJ
Thou only Balder wert for ever kindI3
To take my hand and wipe my tears and sayK2
Weep not O Freya weep no golden tearsK3
One day the wandering Oder will returnT3
Or thou wilt find him in thy faithful searchU3
On some great road or resting in an innC2
Or at a ford or sleeping by a treeV3
So Balder said but Oder well I knowW3
My truant Oder I shall see no moreA3
To the world's end and Balder now is goneB3
And I am left uncomforted in Heaven '-
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She spake and all the Goddesses bewail'dI3
Last from among the Heroes one came nearX3
No God but of the Hero troop the chiefF2
Regner who swept the northern sea with fleetsY3
And rul'd o'er Denmark and the heathy islesZ3
Living but Ella captur'd him and slewA4
A king whose fame then fill'd the vast of HeavenA2
Now time obscures it and men's later deedsL2
He last approach'd the corpse and spake and saidI3
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'Balder there yet are many Scalds in HeavenA2
Still left and that chief Scald thy brother BrageB4
Whom we may bid to sing though thou art goneB3
And all these gladly while we drink we hearC4
After the feast is done in Odin's hallL3
But they harp ever on one string and wakeE
Remembrance in our soul of wars aloneD4
Such as on earth we valiantly have wag'dI3
And blood and ringing blows and violent deathE4
But when thou sangest Balder thou didst strikeF4
Another note and like a bird in springS2
Thy voice of joyance minded us and youthG4
And wife and children and our ancient homeM
Yes and I too remember'd then no moreA3
My dungeon where the serpents stung me deadI3
Nor Ella's victory on the English coastI3
But I heard Thora laugh in Gothland IsleO2
And saw my shepherdess Aslauga tendI3
Her flock along the white Norwegian beachH4
Tears started to mine eyes with yearning joyB4
Therefore with grateful heart I mourn thee dead '-
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So Regner spake and all the Heroes groan'dI3
But now the sun had pass'd the height of HeavenA2
And soon had all that day been spent in wailY2
But then the Father of the Ages saidI3
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'Ye Gods there well may be too much of wailY2
Bring now the gather'd wood to Balder's shipI4
Heap on the deck the logs and build the pyre '-
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But when the Gods and Heroes heard they broughtI3
The wood to Balder's ship and built a pileO2
Full the deck's breadth and lofty then the corpseJ4
Of Balder on the highest top they laidI3
With Nanna on his right and on his leftI3
Hoder his brother whom his own hand slewA4
And they set jars of wine and oil to leanE2
Against the bodies and stuck torches nearX3
Splinters of pine wood soak'd with turpentineR3
And brought his arms and gold and all his stuffK4
And slew the dogs which at his table fedI3
And his horse Balder's horse whom most he lov'dI3
And threw them on the pyre and Odin threwA4
A last choice gift thereon his golden ringS2
They fixt the mast and hoisted up the sailsL4
Then they put fire to the wood and ThorA3
Set his stout shoulder hard against the sternT3
To push the ship through the thick sand sparks flewA4
From the deep trench she plough'd so strong a GodI3
Furrow'd it and the water gurgled inC2
And the Ship floated on the waves and rock'dI3
But in the hills a strong East Wind aroseM4
And came down moaning to the sea first squallsL
Ran black o'er the sea's face then steady rush'dI3
The breeze and fill'd the sails and blew the fireN2
And wreath'd in smoke the Ship stood out to seaV3
Soon with a roaring rose the mighty fireN2
And the pile crackled and between the logsN4
Sharp quivering tongues of flame shot out and leaptI3
Curling and darting higher until they lick'dI3
The summit of the pile the dead the mastI3
And ate the shrivelling sails but still the ShipI4
Drove on ablaze above her hull with fireN2
And the Gods stood upon the beach and gaz'dI3
And while they gaz'd the Sun went lurid downI
Into the smoke wrapt sea and Night came onO4
Then the wind fell with night and there was calmP4
But through the dark they watch'd the burning ShipI4
Still carried o'er the distant waters onO4
Farther and farther like an Eye of FireN2
And as in the dark night a travelling manQ4
Who bivouacs in a forest 'mid the hillsR4
Sees suddenly a spire of flame shoot upS4
Out of the black waste forest far belowW3
Which woodcutters have lighted near their lodgeB4
Against the wolves and all night long it flaresK3
So flar'd in the far darkness Balder's pyreN2
But fainter as the stars rose high it burn'dI3
The bodies were consum'd ash chok'd the pileO2
And as in a decaying winter fireN2
A charr'd log falling makes a shower of sparksT4
So with a shower of sparks the pile fell inC2
Reddening the sea around and all was darkU4
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But the Gods went by starlight up the shoreA3
To Asgard and sate down in Odin's hallL3
At table and the funeral feast beganQ4
All night they ate the boar Serimner's fleshV4
And from their horns with silver rimm'd drank meadI3
Silent and waited for the sacred MornB
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And Morning over all the world was spreadI3
Then from their loath d feast the Gods aroseM4
And took their horses and set forth to rideI3
O'er the bridge Bifrost where is Heimdall's watchW4
To the ash Igdrasil and Ida's plainJ
Thor came on foot the rest on horseback rodeI3
And they found Mimir sitting by his FountI3
Of Wisdom which beneath the ashtree springsX4
And saw the Nornies watering the rootsY4
Of that world shadowing tree with Honey dewI3
There came the Gods and sate them down on stonesH2
And thus the Father of the Ages saidI3
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'Ye Gods the terms ye know which Hermod broughtI3
Accept them or reject them both have groundsZ4
Accept them and they bind us unfulfill'dI3
To leave for ever Balder in the grave
An unrecover'd prisoner shade with shades
But how ye say should the fulfilment failY2
Smooth sound the terms and light to be fulfill'dI3
For dear belov'd was Balder while he liv'dI3
In Heaven and Earth and who would grudge him tearsK3
But from the traitorous seed of Lok they comeB2
These terms and I suspect some hidden fraudI3
Bethink ye Gods is there no other wayK2
Speak were not this a way the way for GodsZ2
If I if Odin clad in radiant armsU2
Mounted on Sleipner with the Warrior ThorA3
Drawn in his car beside me and my sons
All the strong brood of Heaven to swell my trainJ
Should make irruption into Hela's realm
And set the fields of gloom ablaze with lightI3
And bring in triumph Balder back to Heaven '-
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He spake and his fierce sons applauded loudI3
But Frea Mother of the Gods aroseM4
Daughter and wife of Odin thus she saidI3
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'Odin thou Whirlwind what a threat is this
Thou threatenest what transcends thy might even thineR3
For of all powers the mightiest far art thou
Lord over men on Earth and Gods in HeavenA2
Yet even from thee thyself hath been withheldI3
One thing to undo what thou thyself hast rul'dI3
For all which hath been fixt was fixt by theeV3
In the beginning ere the Gods were bornB
Before the Heavens were builded thou didst slayK2
The Giant Ymir whom the Abyss brought forth
Thou and thy brethren fierce the Sons of BorA3
And threw his trunk to choke the abysmal voidI3
But of his flesh and members thou didst buildI3
The Earth and Ocean and above them HeavenA2
And from the flaming world where Muspel reigns
Thou sent'st and fetched'st fire and madest lights
Sun Moon and Stars which thou hast hung in HeavenA2
Dividing clear the paths of night and dayK2
And Asgard thou didst build and Midgard FortI3
Then me thou mad'st of us the Gods were bornB
Then walking by the sea thou foundest spars
Of wood and framed'st men who till the earthN3
Or on the sea the field of pirates sailY2
And all the race of Ymir thou didst drownI
Save one Bergelmer he on shipboard fledI3
Thy deluge and from him the Giants sprang
But all that brood thou hast remov'd far off
And set by Ocean's utmost marge to dwell
But Hela into Niflheim thou threw'stI3
And gav'st her nine unlighted worlds to rule
A Queen and empire over all the deadI3
That empire wilt thou now invade light upS4
Her darkness from her grasp a subject tearA3
Try it but I for one will not applaudI3
Nor do I merit Odin thou should'st slightI3
Me and my words though thou be first in HeavenA2
For I too am a Goddess born of theeV3
Thine eldest and of me the Gods are sprungN
And all that is to come I know but lock
In my own breast and have to none reveal'dI3
Come then since Hela holds by right her preyK2
But offers terms for his release to heavenA2
Accept the chance thou canst no more obtainJ
Send through the world thy messengers entreatI3
All living and unliving things to weepM2
For Balder if thou haply thus may'st meltI3
Hela and win the lov'd one back to Heaven '-
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She spake and on her face let fall her veilY2
And bow'd her head and sate with folded hands
Nor did the all ruling Odin slight her wordI3
Straightway he spake and thus address'd the Gods
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'Go quickly forth through all the world and prayK2
All living and unliving things to weepM2
Balder if haply he may thus be won '-
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When the Gods heard they straight arose and tookM3
Their horses and rode forth through all the worldI3
North south east west they struck and roam'd the worldI3
Entreating all things to weep Balder's deathE4
And all that liv'd and all without life weptI3
And as in winter when the frost breaks upS4
At winter's end before the spring begins
And a warm west wind blows and thaw sets inC2
After an hour a dripping sound is heardI3
In all the forests and the soft strewn snowW3
Under the trees is dibbled thick with holes
And from the boughs the snowloads shuffle downI
And in fields sloping to the south dark plots
Of grass peep out amid surrounding snowW3
And widen and the peasant's heart is gladI3
So through the world was heard a dripping noise
Of all things weeping to bring Balder backF
And there fell joy upon the Gods to hearA3
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But Hermod rode with Niord whom he tookM3
To show him spits and beaches of the seaV3
Far off where some unwarn'd might fail to weepM2
Niord the God of storms whom fishers knowW3
Not born in Heaven he was in Vanheim rear'dI3
With men but lives a hostage with the Gods
He knows each frith and every rocky creek
Fring'd with dark pines and sands where seafowl scream
They two scour'd every coast and all things weptI3
And they rode home together through the woodI3
Of Jarnvid which to east of Midgard lies
Bordering the Giants where the trees are ironT3
There in the wood before a cave they came
Where sate in the cave's mouth a skinny Hag
Toothless and old she gibes the passers byP
Thok is she call'd but now Lok wore her shape
She greeted them the first and laugh'd and saidI3
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'Ye Gods good lack is it so dull in HeavenA2
That ye come pleasuring to Thok's Iron WoodI3
Lovers of change ye are fastidious sprites
Look as in some boor's yard a sweet breath'd cow
Whose manger is stuff'd full of good fresh hayK2
Snuffs at it daintily and stoops her headI3
To chew the straw her litter at her feetI3
So ye grow squeamish Gods and sniff at Heaven '-
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She spake but Hermod answer'd her and saidI3
'Thok not for gibes we come we come for tears
Balder is dead and Hela holds her preyK2
But will restore if all things give him tears
Begrudge not thine to all was Balder dear '-
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But with a louder laugh the Hag repliedI3
'Is Balder dead and do ye come for tears
Thok with dry eyes will weep o'er Balder's pyreA3
Weep him all other things if weep they will
I weep him not let Hela keep her prey '-
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She spake and to the cavern's depth she fledI3
Mocking and Hermod knew their toil was vainJ
And as seafaring men who long have wroughtI3
In the great deep for gain at last come homeM
And towards evening see the headlands rise
Of their own country and can clear descryA3
A fire of wither'd furze which boys have litI3
Upon the cliffs or smoke of burning weeds
Out of a till'd field inland then the windI3
Catches them and drives out again to sea
And they go long days tossing up and downI
Over the grey sea ridges and the glimpse
Of port they had makes bitterer far their toil
So the Gods' cross was bitterer for their joyB4
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Then sad at heart to Niord Hermod spakeE
'It is the Accuser Lok who flouts us allL3
Ride back and tell in Heaven this heavy news
I must again below to Hela's realm '-
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He spoke and Niord set forth back to HeavenA2
But northward Hermod rode the way belowW3
Tho way he knew and travers'd Giall's stream
And down to Ocean grop'd and cross'd the ice
And came beneath the wall and found the grateI3
Still lifted well was his return foreknownA2
And once more Hermod saw around him spreadI3
The joyless plains and heard the streams of Hell
But as he enter'd on the extremest houndI3
Of Niflheim he saw one Ghost come nearA3
Hovering and stopping oft as if afraidI3
Hoder the unhappy whom his own hand slewI3
And Hermod look'd and knew his brother's ghostI3
And call'd him by his name and sternly saidI3
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'Hoder ill fated blind in heart and eyes
Why tarriest thou to plunge thee in the gulph
Of the deep inner gloom but flittest hereA3
In twilight on the lonely verge of Hell
Far from the other ghosts and Hela's throneA2
Doubtless thou fearest to meet Balder's voice
Thy brother whom through folly thou didst slay '-
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He spoke but Hoder answer'd him and saidI3
'Hermod the nimble dost thou still pursueI3
The unhappy with reproach even in the grave
For this I died and fled beneath the gloom
Not daily to endure abhorring Gods
Nor with a hateful presence cumber HeavenA2
And canst thou not even here pass pitying byP
No less than Balder have I lost the lightI3
Of Heaven and communion with my kinA2
I too had once a wife and once a childI3
And substance and a golden house in HeavenA2
But all I left of my own act and fledI3
Below and dost thou hate me even hereA3
Balder upbraids me not nor hates at allL3
Though he has cause have any cause but he
When that with downcast looks I hither came
Stretch'd forth his hand and with benignant voice
Welcome he said if there be welcome hereA3
Brother and fellow sport of Lok with me
And not to offend thee Hermod nor to force
My hated converse on thee came I upS4
From the deep gloom where I will now returnA2
But earnestly I long'd to hover nearA3
Not too far off when that thou camest byP
To feel the presence of a brother GodI3
And hear the passage of a horse of HeavenA2
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
But Hermod stay'd him with mild words and saidI3
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'Thou doest well to chide me Hoder blindI3
Truly thou say'st the planning guilty mindI3
Was Lok's the unwitting hand alone was thineA2
But Gods are like the sons of men in this
When they have woe they blame the nearest cause
Howbeit stay and be appeas'd and tell
Sits Balder still in pomp by Hela's sideI3
Or is he mingled with the unnumber'd dead '-
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And the blind Hoder answer'd him and spakeE
'His place of state remains by Hela's sideI3
But empty for his wife for Nanna came
Lately below and join'd him and the PairA3
Frequent the still recesses of the realm
Of Hela and hold converse undisturb'dI3
But they too doubtless will have breath'd the balmP4
Which floats before a visitant from HeavenA2
And have drawn upwards to this verge of Hell '-
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He spake and as he ceas'd a puff of windI3
Roll'd heavily the leaden mist asideI3
Round where they stood and they beheld Two Forms
Make towards them o'er the stretching cloudy plainA2
And Hermod straight perceiv'd them who they wereA3
Balder and Nanna and to Balder saidI3
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'Balder too truly thou foresaw'st a snareA3
Lok triumphs still and Hela keeps her preyA3
No more to Asgard shalt thou come nor lodgeB4
In thy own house Breidablik nor enjoyB4
The love all bear towards thee nor train upS4
Forset thy son to be belov'd like thee
Here must thou lie and wait an endless ageB4
Therefore for the last time O Balder hail '-
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He spake and Balder answer'd him and saidI3
'Hail and farewell for here thou com'st no moreA3
Yet mourn not for me Hermod when thou sitt'stI3
In Heaven nor let the other Gods lamentI3
As wholly to be pitied quite forlornA2
For Nanna hath rejoin'd me who of oldI3
In Heaven was seldom parted from my sideI3
And still the acceptance follows me which crownedI3
My former life and cheers me even hereA3
The iron frown of Hela is relax'dI3
When I draw nigh and the wan tribes of deadI3
Trust me and gladly bring for my awardI3
Their ineffectual feuds and feeble hates
Shadows of hates but they distress them still '-
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And the fleet footed Hermod made replyP
'Thou hast then all the solace death allows
Esteem and function and so far is well
Yet here thou liest Balder undergroundI3
Rusting for ever and the years roll onA2
The generations pass the ages growW3
And bring us nearer to the final dayI3
When from the south shall march the Fiery BandI3
And cross the Bridge of Heaven with Lok for guideI3
And Fenris at his heel with broken chainA2
While from the east the Giant Rymer steers
His ship and the great Serpent makes to landI3
And all are marshall'd in one flaming squareA3
Against the Gods upon the plains of HeavenA2
I mourn thee that thou canst not help us then '-
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He spake but Balder answer'd him and saidI3
'Mourn not for me Mourn Hermod for the Gods
Mourn for the men on Earth the Gods in HeavenA2
Who live and with their eyes shall see that dayI3
The day will come when Asgard's towers shall fallL3
And Odin and his Sons the seed of HeavenA2
But what were I to save them in that hourA3
If strength could save them could not Odin save
My Father and his pride the Warrior ThorA3
Vidar the Silent the Impetuous TyrA3
I what were I when these can naught availY2
Yet doubtless when the day of battle comes
And the two Hosts are marshall'd and in HeavenA2
The golden crested Cock shall sound alarmQ
And his black Brother Bird from hence replyP
And bucklers clash and spears begin to pourA3
Longing will stir within my breast though vainA2
But not to me so grievous as I knowW3
To other Gods it were is my enforc'dI3
Absence from fields where I could nothing aidI3
For I am long since weary of your storm
Of carnage and find Hermod in your life
Something too much of war and broils which makeE
Life one perpetual fight a bath of bloodI3
Mine eyes are dizzy with the arrowy hailY2
Mine ears are stunn'd with blows and sick for calmP4
Inactive therefore let me lie in gloom
Unarm'd inglorious I attend the course
Of ages and my late return to lightI3
In times less alien to a spirit mildI3
In new recover'd seats the happier day '-
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He spake and the fleet Hermod thus repliedI3
'Brother what seats are these what happier dayI3
Tell me that I may ponder it when gone '-
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And the ray crowned Balder answer'd himX
'Far to the south beyond The Blue there spreads
Another Heaven The Boundless no one yetI3
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Hath reach'd it there hereafter shall arise
The second Asgard with another name
Thither when o'er this present Earth and Heavens
The tempest of the latter days hath sweptI3
And they from sight have disappear'd and sunk
Shall a small remnant of the Gods repairA3
Hoder and I shall join them from the grave
There re assembling we shall see emergeB4
From the bright Ocean at our feet an EarthN3
More fresh more verdant than the last with fruits
Self springing and a seed of man preserv'dI3
Who then shall live in peace as now in warA3
But we in Heaven shall find again with joyB4
The ruin'd palaces of Odin seats
Familiar halls where we have supp'd of oldI3
Re enter them with wonder never fill
Our eyes with gazing and rebuild with tears
And we shall tread once more the well known plainA2
Of Ida and among the grass shall findI3
The golden dice with which we play'd of yoreA3
And that will bring to mind the former life
And pastime of the Gods the wise discourse
Of Odin the delights of other days
O Hermod pray that thou mayst join us thenA2
Such for the future is my hope meanwhileO2
I rest the thrall of Hela and endureA3
Death and the gloom which round me even nowA2
Thickens and to its inner gulph recalls
Farewell for longer speech is not allow'd '-
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He spoke and wav'd farewell and gave his handI3
To Nanna and she gave their brother blindI3
Her hand in turn for guidance and The ThreeA3
Departed o'er the cloudy plain and soonA2
Faded from sight into the interior gloom
But Hermod stood beside his drooping horse
Mute gazing after them in tears and fainA2
Fain had he follow'd their receding steps
Though they to Death were bound and he to HeavenA2
Then but a Power he could not break withheldI3
And as a stork which idle boys have trapp'dI3
And tied him in a yard at autumn sees
Flocks of his kind pass flying o'er his headI3
To warmer lands and coasts that keep the sunA2
He strains to join their flight and from his shedI3
Follows them with a long complaining cryP
So Hermod gaz'd and yearn'd to join his kinA2
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At last he sigh'd and set forth back to HeavenA2

Matthew Arnold



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