The hole was not made straight; but when again
Bauge his borer used, the god applied
Quickly his mouth and blew. To th’ other side
Now flew the dust; the aperture was free;
And Odin, in a serpent’s form, with glee
Glides through the rock; the giant with his steel
Strikes after, but in vain he strives the snake to kill.
And Odin, when he reach’d the other side,
Resumed his proper form with conscious pride.
With snow-white arm beneath her cheek of rose,