Hlökk and Herfjötur,
Göll and Geirahöd,
Randgrid and Rádgrid,
And Reginleif,
They carry ale to the Einherjar.”[[284]]
“Hjörvard and Sigrlin had a large and handsome son. He was silent, and no name had been fastened to him.[[285]] He sat on a mound, and saw nine Valkyrjas riding, and one of them seemed the foremost—she sang:—
Late wilt thou, Helgi,
Rule over rings[[286]]
On the Rodulsvellir,[[287]]
If thou art ever silent.”