It is night, it is cloudy; let us ride together
To the sacred place, to Valhalla."
Hyndla sings, after describing the heroes and princes born of the gods:—
"One shall be born higher than all,
Who grows strong with the strength of the earth;
He is famed as the greatest of rulers,
United with all nations as brethren.
"But one day there shall come another mightier than he;
But I dare not name his name.
Few are able to see beyond