Tagged: mead

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Hávamál 107

Auden-Taylor (1969): What I won from her I have well used: I have waxed in wisdom since I came back, Bringing to Asgard Odrerir, The sacred draught. Hollander (1962): (Of the well-bought matter)  I...

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Hávamál 106

Auden-Taylor (1969): Gunnlod sat me in the golden seat, Poured me precious mead: Ill reward she had from me for that, For her proud and passionate heart, Her brooding foreboding spirit. Hollander (1962): Gunnloth...

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Hávamál 105

Auden-Taylor (1969): Rati had gnawed a narrow passage, Chewed a channel through stone, A path around the roads of giants: I was like to lose my head. Hollander (1962): With an auger I there...

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Hávamál 102

Auden-Taylor (1969): Many a girl when one gets to know her Proves to be fickle and false: That treacherous maiden taught me a lesson, The crafty woman covered me with shame; That was all...

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Hávamál 101

Auden-Taylor (1969): Towards daybreak back I came The guards were sound asleep: I found then that the fair woman Had tied a bitch to her bed. Hollander (1962): Near morn when I once more...

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Hávamál 19

Auden-Taylor (1969):  Drink your mead, but in moderation, Talk sense or be silent: No man is called discourteous who goes To bed at an early hour. Hollander (1962):  The cup spurn not, yet be...