Tegnér, Frithiof Saga (Longfellow’s tr.).
“Then the storm unfetter’d wingeth
Wild his course; in Ocean’s foam
Now he dips him, now up-swingeth,
Whirling toward the God’s own home:
Rides each Horror-spirit, warning,
High upon the topmost wave—
Up from out the white, vast, yawning,
Bottomless, unfathom’d grave.”
Tegnér, Frithiof Saga (G. Stephens’s tr.).