[28]. “Thrice nine there were, | but one rode first,
A helmed maid white of hue;
Their horses quivered, | there came from their manes
Dew in the dales so deep,
(Hail on the woods so high,
Thence men their harvest have,
But ill was the sight I saw.)”
Atli spake:
[29]. “Look eastward, Hrimgerth, | for Helgi has struck thee
Down with the runes of death;