Helgakvitha Hundingsbana II: The Second Lay of Helgi Hundingsbane II

Anonymous (about 1000), translated by Henry Adams Bellows · 1923

trochaic pentameter · unrhymed · 35 lines · from The Poetic Edda

“Who rules the ship | by the shore so steep?Where is the home | ye warriors have?Why do ye bide | in Brunavagar,Or what the way | that ye wish to try?”

“Hamal’s the ship | by the shore so steep,Our home in Hlesey | do we have;For fair wind bide we | in Brunavagar,Eastward the way | that we wish to try.”

“Where hast thou, warrior, | battle wakened,Or gorged the birds | of the sisters of Guth?Why is thy byrnie | spattered with blood,Why helmed dost feast | on food uncooked?”

“Latest of all, | the Ylfings’ sonOn the western sea, | if know thou wilt,Captured bears | in Bragalund,And fed the eagles | with edge of sword.Now is it shown | why our shirts are bloody,And little our food | with fire is cooked.”

“Of battle thou tellest, | and there was bentHunding the king | before Helgi down;There was carnage when thou | didst avenge thy kin,And blood flowed fast | on the blade of the sword.”

“How didst thou know | that now our kin,Maiden wise, | we have well avenged?Many there are | of the sons of the mightyWho share alike | our lofty race.”

“Not far was I | from the lord of the folk,Yester morn, | when the monarch was slain;Though crafty the son | of Sigmund, methinks,When he speaks of the fight | in slaughter-runes.

“On the long-ship once | I saw thee well,When in the blood-stained | bow thou wast,(And round thee icy | waves were raging;)Now would the hero | hide from me,But to Hogni’s daughter | is Helgi known.”

Words in this poem

bide v. i.
To dwell; to inhabit; to abide; to stay. [OE. biden, AS. bidan; akin to OHG. bitan, Goth. beidan, Icel. bi; perh. orig., to wait with trust, and akin to bid. See Bid, v. t., and cf. Abide.]
hamal n.
In Turkey and other Oriental countries, a porter or burden bearer; specif., in Western India, a palanquin bearer.
hast
, 2d pers. sing. pres. of. Fave, contr. of havest.
gorged a.
Having a gorge or throat.
helmed a.
Covered with a helmet.
carnage n.
Flesh of slain animals or men. [F. carnage, LL. carnaticum tribute of animals, flesh of animals, fr. L. caro, carnis, flesh. See Carnal.]
didst
, the 2d pers. sing. imp. of Do.
folk n.
In Anglo-Saxon times, the people of a group of townships or villages; a community; a tribe. [AS. folc; akin to D. volk, OS. & OHG. folk, G. volk, Icel. f, Sw. & Dan. folk, Lith. pulkas crowd, and perh. to E. follow.]
yester a.
Last; last past; next before; of or pertaining to yesterday. [See Yesterday.]
morn n.
The first part of the day; the morning; -- used chiefly in poetry. [OE. morwen, morgen, AS. morgen; akin to D. morgen, OS. morgan, G. morgen, Icel. morginn, morgunn, Sw. morgon, Dan. morgen, Goth. maúrgins. Cf. Morrow, Morning.]
methinks v.
It seems to me; I think. See Me. [AS. þyncan to seem, me þynceedh, me þuhte, OE. me thinketh, me thoughte; akin to G. dünken to seem, denken to think, and E. think. See Me, and Think.]
wast
The second person singular of the verb be, in the indicative mood, imperfect tense; -- now used only in solemn or poetical style.

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Helgakvitha Hundingsbana II: The Second Lay of Helgi Hundingsbane II is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Poetic Edda, Project Gutenberg ebook #73533, the Henry Adams Bellows translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

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Form and metre

Helgakvitha Hundingsbana II: The Second Lay of Helgi Hundingsbane II is 35 lines in 8 verse paragraphs. It is unrhymed, as far as the pronouncing dictionary can tell. The metre is trochaic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 72%). 90% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 9.3 syllables. 5 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 9% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in trochaic pentameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against trochaic pentameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
“Who rules the ship | by the shore so steep?9·········
Where is the home | ye warriors have?9·····/˘˘·
Why do ye bide | in Brunavagar,9·········
Or what the way | that ye wish to try?”9·········
“Hamal’s the ship | by the shore so steep,9/˘·······
Our home in Hlesey | do we have;9/˘·······
For fair wind bide we | in Brunavagar,10··········
Eastward the way | that we wish to try.”9/˘·······
“Where hast thou, warrior, | battle wakened,10···/˘˘/˘/˘
Or gorged the birds | of the sisters of Guth?10······/˘··
Why is thy byrnie | spattered with blood,9·····/˘··
Why helmed dost feast | on food uncooked?”9··˘······
“Latest of all, | the Ylfings’ son8/˘······
On the western sea, | if know thou wilt,9··/˘·····
Captured bears | in Bragalund,8/˘˘·····
And fed the eagles | with edge of sword.9···/˘····
Now is it shown | why our shirts are bloody,10·····/··/˘
And little our food | with fire is cooked.”9·/˘/··/··
“Of battle thou tellest, | and there was bent10·/˘·/˘····
Hunding the king | before Helgi down;9/˘·······
There was carnage when thou | didst avenge thy kin,11··/˘···˘/··
And blood flowed fast | on the blade of the sword.”10··········
“How didst thou know | that now our kin,9······/˘·
Maiden wise, | we have well avenged?9/˘····˘/˘
Many there are | of the sons of the mighty10/·······/˘
Who share alike | our lofty race.”9··˘//˘/˘·
“Not far was I | from the lord of the folk,10··········
Yester morn, | when the monarch was slain;9/˘···/···
Though crafty the son | of Sigmund, methinks,10·/˘···/˘˘/
When he speaks of the fight | in slaughter-runes.10·······/˘·
“On the long-ship once | I saw thee well,9·········
When in the blood-stained | bow thou wast,9·····˘···
(And round thee icy | waves were raging;)9···/˘··/˘
Now would the hero | hide from me,8···/˘···
But to Hogni’s daughter | is Helgi known.”10····/˘····

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