Why must we all hark | to this howling longer?”
[61]. Then the brave one they seized; | to the warriors bold
No chance was there left | to delay his fate longer;
Loud did Hogni laugh, | all the sons of day heard him, [[522]]
So valiant he was | that well he could suffer.
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[62]. A harp Gunnar seized, | with his toes he smote it;
So well did he strike | that the women all wept,
And the men, when clear | they heard it, lamented;
Full noble was his song, | the rafters burst asunder.