And deep longing for thee was the cause of her fast.”
Thrymur now at what he heard
Chuckled joyful in his beard:
See him with enamour’d mien
Towards his consort’s bosom lean!
But Thor’s flashing eyes subdued
Soon the lover’s hardihood;
Quick the giant must retire
Aw’d by Aukthor’s look of fire.
Then said Lok, from the giant all fears to remove: