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He took the horn, and drank therefrom:
[54]. “Alone thou wert | if truly thou wouldst
All men so shyly shun;
But one do I know | full well, methinks,
Who had thee from Hlorrithi’s arms,—
(Loki the crafty in lies.)”
Beyla spake:
[55]. “The mountains shake, | and surely I think
From his home comes Hlorrithi now;