Now far beyond Valhalla’s roof ascends each swelling note,
And melts away towards Hlidskialf’s tower far in the air remote:
E’en as the loftiest pine in height exceeds the humblest flower,
Thus Ervin’s minster is eclips’d by Hlidskialf’s awful tower.[70]
Now Frey and Freya take their seat: then joins the banquet Tyr,
Brother of Thor; no danger doth that valiant stripling fear:
Behind Valfader’s chair he stands, while lasts the sumptuous feast,
And waits upon him like a page, in scarlet kirtle drest.
But still insensible to joy and mindful of her woes
Sigh’d beauteous Freya; copious tears bedew’d her cheeks of rose: