[109]. The day that followed, | the frost-giants came,
Some word of Hor to win,
(And into the hall of Hor;) [[52]]
Of Bolverk they asked, | were he back midst the gods,
Or had Suttung slain him there?
[a]110]. On his ring swore Othin | the oath, methinks;
Who now his troth shall trust?
Suttung’s betrayal | he sought with drink,
And Gunnloth to grief he left.
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