Sit there, and groan in chains till Ragnarok!”
Then Lok with humble mien and piteous face:
“Thou viewst me, I perceive, O chief! with hate,
And I deserve it; how could I forget,
That I too sprung from the brave mountain race?
But if my arguments thou’lt deign to hear,
And give me back my liberty so dear,
My cunning shall the Asar’s strength enthral,
And in one common ruin plunge them all.”
“Well then!” the goblin drily thus replied,