Through the isle went hungrily | Vithrir’s hounds.
[14]. The king then sat, | when he had slain
Eyjolf and Alf, | ’neath the eagle-stone;
Hjorvarth and Hovarth, | Hunding’s sons,
The kin of the spear-wielder, | all had he killed.
[15]. Then glittered light | from Logafjoll,
And from the light | the flashes leaped;
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[16]. . . . . . . . . | . . . . . . . .
High under helms | on heaven’s field;