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Thor spake:
[6]. “May we win, dost thou think, | this whirler of water?”
Tyr spake:
“Aye, friend, we can, | if cunning we are.”
[7]. Forward that day | with speed they fared,
From Asgarth came they | to Egil’s home;
The goats with horns | bedecked he guarded;
Then they sped to the hall | where Hymir dwelt.
[8]. The youth found his grandam, | that greatly he loathed, [[142]]