That head-piece of the pike.
Himself spoke this in words: 180
‘Who is the oldest of the youths,
(Let him come) to cut up the pike,
Divide the fish into pieces,
Split the head into bits.’
The men speak from the ship, 185
The women cry from the shore:
‘The hands of the catcher are the purest,
The fingers of the seeker are the holiest.’