And the heart will he tear | from Hogni’s breast.”
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[33]. Weeping Grimhild | heard the words
That fate full sore | for her sons foretold,
(And mighty woe | for them should work;)
“Lands I give thee, | with all that live there,
(Vinbjorg is thine, | and Valbjorg too,)
Have them forever, | but hear me, daughter.”
[34]. So must I do | as the kings besought,
And against my will | for my kinsmen wed;