For stubborn he was, | with the strength of Thor;
None truly strong, | though stoutly he rowed,
Would he call save one | who could break the cup.
[a]30]. Hlorrithi then, | when the cup he held,
Struck with the glass | the pillars of stone;
As he sat the posts | in pieces he shattered,
Yet the glass to Hymir | whole they brought.
[31]. But the loved one fair | of the giant found
A counsel true, | and told her thought: [[148]]
“Smite the skull of Hymir, | heavy with food,