[30]. “Then crawling the evil | woman came,
Atli’s mother— | may she ever rot! [[479]]
And hard she bit | to Gunnar’s heart,
So I could not help | the hero brave.
[31]. “Oft have I wondered | how after this,
Serpents’-bed goddess! | I still might live,
For well I loved | the warrior brave,
The giver of swords, | as my very self.
[32]. “Thou didst see and listen, | the while I said
The mighty grief | that was mine and theirs;