Her brows were bright, | her breast was shining,
Whiter her neck | than new-fallen snow.
[a]29]. Rig knew well | wise words to speak,
Soon in the midst | of the room he sat,
And on either side | the others were.
[a]30]. Then Mothir brought | a broidered cloth,
Of linen bright, | and the board she covered;
And then she took | the loaves so thin,
And laid them, white | from the wheat, on the cloth.
[31]. Then forth she brought | the vessels full,