Might he sang for the gods, | and glory for elves,
And wisdom for Hroptatyr wise.
[a]162]. A sixteenth I know, | if I seek delight
To win from a maiden wise;
The mind I turn | of the white-armed maid,
And thus change all her thoughts.
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[163]. A seventeenth I know, | so that seldom shall go
A maiden young from me;
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