She carves Sâhrimner’s roasted flesh, and sends the slices round
By a young nymph, whose temples shine with golden fillet crown’d.
’Twas Fulla, Frigga’s handmaid. Gna, who joys to mount the steed,
Hofvarpur hight, for every guest pours out delicious mead:
When bearing round the brimming horns the bright Valkyrior move,
The charms of those attendants fair inspire each god with love.
A seat by Odin’s dexter hand just between him and Eir
Remain’d unoccupied; ’twas meant for Freya and for Freyr:[68]
By Thor his consort Sif was placed; the warlike god was seen
Oft on the shoulders of his wife his awful front to lean.