Jatgeir.
The gift of sorrow came to me, and I was a skald.
King Skule.
Then ’tis the gift of sorrow the skald has need of?
Jatgeir.
I needed sorrow; others there may be who need faith, or joy—or doubt——
King Skule.
Doubt as well?
Jatgeir.
Ay; but then must the doubter be strong and sound.