Within the circles by the bread-crumbs made.
Absent was Bragur; he Alfader’s might
Was chaunting in shield-cover’d Valaskialf:
With rapture listen’d every Asa bright,
And every Disa fair, and radiant Alf.
Mimer had also left his fav’rite care;
Thus like an artless child Iduna lay,
And unsuspecting fell an easy prey
Into the treach’rous Lok’s malignant snare.
His bleeding mouth with pity she beheld;