And back in triumph fair Iduna bring:
Health, youth, and strength again in Valaskialf shall spring.”
To fetch her pinions Freya was not slow;
Her hands to fix them on Lok’s shoulders deign.
Aye, and much more would she have giv’n, I trow,
Her own lost youth and beauty to regain.
Now Lok for his past conduct feeling shame,
And mindful too of Thiasse’s bitter mock,
O’er hill and dale, and marsh, and forest, came
To where, deep in the bowels of the rock,