Impatient for the day of Ragnarok.
But lo! his sluggish eye he opens wide,
And marks the Asa’s bait before him glide:
The bull’s head floating ’fore his mouth he sees,
And eager his fell hunger to appease,
Prepares with swallow wide the tempting bait to seize.
When at his belt Thor feels a vig’rous pull,
The snake has bitten, and his gorge is full.
Thor towards him draws the belt: the serpent’s head,
With weeds, the growth of centuries, bespread,