Small gain from silence I got;
Full many a word, | my will to get,
I spoke in Suttung’s hall.
[105]. The mouth of Rati | made room for my passage,
And space in the stone he gnawed; [[51]]
Above and below | the giants’ paths lay,
So rashly I risked my head.
[106]. Gunnloth gave | on a golden stool
A drink of the marvelous mead;
A harsh reward | did I let her have