Or the doom of the gods, | that dead men ride, [[327]]
And hither spurring | urge your steeds,
Or is home-coming now | to the heroes granted?”
Helgi spake:
[40]. “No dream is this | that thou thinkest to see,
Nor the end of the world, | though us thou beholdest,
And hither spurring | we urge our steeds,
Nor is home-coming now | to the heroes granted.”
The maiden went home and said to Sigrun:
[41]. “Go forth, Sigrun, | from Sevafjoll,