Great thy gain if thou learnest:
When ale thou drinkest, | seek might of earth,
(For earth cures drink, | and fire cures ills,
The oak cures tightness, | the ear cures magic,
Rye cures rupture, | the moon cures rage,
Grass cures the scab, | and runes the sword-cut;)
The field absorbs the flood.
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[138]. Now are Hor’s words | spoken in the hall,
Kind for the kindred of men,