King Skule.
Have you many unmade songs within you, Jatgeir?
Jatgeir.
Nay, but many unborn; they are conceived one after the other, come to life, and are brought forth.
King Skule.
And if I, who am King and have the might, if I were to have you slain, would all the unborn skald-thoughts you bear within you die along with you?
Jatgeir.
My lord, it is a great sin to slay a fair thought.
King Skule.
I ask not if it be a sin; I ask if it be possible!