A hedgehog like with mackerel bedight:
Now borne aloft athwart the sunny skies,
A swarm of bees upon his forehead light.
Much did he pray and promise, but in vain;
Now Thor invoked, now loud to Odin screech’d:
The goblin still pursued his course amain,
Until a mountain’s snow-clad top he reach’d:
He there with iron fetters strong and tight
Bound fast the caitiff to a rugged rock;
Then jeering cried: “Sit there, thou treach’rous wight!