Stepped from the asks,
And groaning
On the island stepped,
The inglorious ones,
Twelve together.’
“Hjalmar said: ‘Thou seest that our men are slain, and it seems to me most likely that we shall all lodge with Odin in Valhöll to-night.’ This was the only word of fear that Hjalmar ever spoke. Odd answered: ‘I never saw such fiends, and it is my advice that we escape into the forest; we two shall not be able to fight the twelve, who have slain twelve of the bravest men in Svia realm.’ Hjalmar said: ‘Let us never flee from our foes, let us rather go under their weapons; I will go and fight the Berserks.’ Odd said: ‘I will not lodge with Odin to-night, and all these men will be dead ere evening comes, and we two shall live.’ Hjalmar sang:
“‘Valiant men
Go from the warships,
Twelve together,
Inglorious men;