From the limbs of Leirbrimir;
I braced it so strongly | that fast it shall stand
So long as the world shall last.”
Svipdag spake:
[a]29]. “Now answer me, Fjolsvith, | the question I ask,
For now the truth would I know:
What call they the tree | that casts abroad
Its limbs o’er every land?”
Fjolsvith spake:
[30]. “Mimameith its name, | and no man knows