[17]. “Be silent, Ithun! | thou art, I say, [[158]]
Of women most lustful in love,
Since thou thy washed-bright | arms didst wind
About thy brother’s slayer.”
Ithun spake:
[a]18]. “To Loki I speak not | with spiteful words
Here within Ægir’s hall;
And Bragi I calm, | who is hot with beer,
For I wish not that fierce they should fight.”
Gefjun spake: