Hath made me now sword-wealthy
Now then shall things be sword-some
For the Niords of the Sweep of sword-edge
Naught to the sword were lacking,
If to that sword were scabbard
All with the earth-bones colored.
Of three swords am I worthy.”
Then the King gave him the scabbard and said: “But there is not a sword in every line.”
“Yea,” answers Hallfreðr, “but there are three swords in one line.”