The prey wakes the wary-minded one;[[425]]
Thus of yore screamed
The hawk of Gunn[[426]] before
Chiefs were death-fated,
When the birds of Gaut[[427]] foretold the fray.
Thorbjorn.
The hail-sprinkled gull[[428]] of the wave of heaps of slain
Screams when it comes from the sea;
Its mind craves
The prey of the morning;