How the heirs of Gjuki | gave me to be
Joyless ever, | a breaker of oaths.
[6]. “Hild the helmed | in Hlymdalir
They named me of old, | all they who knew me.
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[7]. “The monarch bold | the swan-robes bore
Of the sisters eight | beneath an oak; [[445]]
Twelve winters I was, | if know thou wilt,
When oaths I yielded | the king so young.