Are cold from wet,
How shall I, king,
Better this for thee?
* * * * *
Helgi and his men rode their way, and the maidens went home to their house. The next evening Sigrun let a bondmaid keep watch at the mound; and at sunset, when Sigrun came to the mound, the bondmaid sang:
Now would have come,
If to come he intended,
The son of Sigmund[[407]]
From Odin’s halls;
I say that the hope