None other was destined to pass through in safety
Save the hero who treasure of Fafnir should bring.
The generous hero with treasure a-gleaming,
The Danish viking on Grani rode,—
Foremost champion in deeds of valour—
Where my foster-father had his abode.
As brother with sister we slept together;
Eight nights' space he lay at my side.
There were we happy and slumbered idly,
Nor loving caresses did ever betide.