My right hand shall smite thee | with Hrungnir’s slayer,
Till all thy bones are broken.”
Loki spake:
[62]. “A long time still | do I think to live,
Though thou threatenest thus with thy hammer;
Rough seemed the straps | of Skrymir’s wallet,
When thy meat thou mightest not get,
(And faint from hunger didst feel.)”
Thor spake:
[a]63]. “Unmanly one, cease, | or the mighty hammer,