’Tis thy delight the brave to lower,
And crown with palms the base and mean;
Oft dost thou borrow Mimer’s power,
But seldom his discernment keen.
FRIGGA.
Ha, Lok! dost thou presume to call
The chief, whom all the gods revere,
Alfader’s self, unjust, severe,
And partial, in this sacred hall?
He will not now disturb the peace