Sigrdrifumol: The Ballad of the Victory-Bringer
“Sigmund’s son, | with Sigurth’s sword,That late with flesh | hath fed the ravens.”
“Hail, day! | Hail, sons of day!And night and her daughter now!Look on us here | with loving eyes,That waiting we victory win.
“Hail to the gods! | Ye goddesses, hail,And all the generous earth!Give to us wisdom | and goodly speech,And healing hands, life-long.
“Long did I sleep, | my slumber was long,And long are the griefs of life;Othin decreed | that I could not breakThe heavy spells of sleep.”
The other was Agnar, | brother of Autha,None he found | who fain would shield him.
“Beer I bring thee, | tree of battle,Mingled of strength | and mighty fame;Charms it holds | and healing signs,Spells full good, | and gladness-runes.”
Winning-runes learn, | if thou longest to win,And the runes on thy sword-hilt write;Some on the furrow, | and some on the flat,And twice shalt thou call on Tyr.
Ale-runes learn, | that with lies the wifeOf another betray not thy trust;On the horn thou shalt write, | and the backs of thy hands,And Need shalt mark on thy nails.Thou shalt bless the draught, | and danger escape,And cast a leek in the cup;(For so I know | thou never shalt seeThy mead with evil mixed.)
Birth-runes learn, | if help thou wilt lend,The babe from the mother to bring;On thy palms shalt write them, | and round thy joints,And ask the fates to aid.
Wave-runes learn, | if well thou wouldst shelterThe sail-steeds out on the sea;On the stem shalt thou write, | and the steering-blade,And burn them into the oars;Though high be the breakers, | and black the waves,Thou shalt safe the harbor seek.
Branch-runes learn, | if a healer wouldst be,And cure for wounds wouldst work;On the bark shalt thou write, | and on trees that beWith boughs to the eastward bent.
Speech-runes learn, | that none may seekTo answer harm with hate;Well he winds | and weaves them all,And sets them side by side,At the judgment-place, | when justice thereThe folk shall fairly win.
Them Hropt arranged, | and them he wrote,And them in thought he made,Out of the draught | that down had droppedFrom the head of Heithdraupnir,And the horn of Hoddrofnir.
On the mountain he stood | with Brimir’s sword,On his head the helm he bore;Then first the head | of Mim spoke forth,And words of truth it told.
He bade write on the shield | before the shining goddess,On Arvak’s ear, | and on Alsvith’s hoof,On the wheel of the car | of Hrungnir’s killer,On Sleipnir’s teeth, | and the straps of the sledge.
On the paws of the bear, | and on Bragi’s tongue,On the wolf’s claws bared, | and the eagle’s beak,On bloody wings, | and bridge’s end,On freeing hands | and helping foot-prints.
On glass and on gold, | and on goodly charms,In wine and in beer, | and on well-loved seats,On Gungnir’s point, | and on Grani’s breast,On the nails of Norns, | and the night-owl’s beak.
Shaved off were the runes | that of old were written,And mixed with the holy mead,And sent on ways so wide;So the gods had them, | so the elves got them,And some for the Wanes so wise,And some for mortal men.
Beech-runes are there, | birth-runes are there,And all the runes of ale,And the magic runes of might;Who knows them rightly | and reads them true,Has them himself to help;Ever they aid,Till the gods are gone.
“Now shalt thou choose, | for the choice is given,Thou tree of the biting blade;Speech or silence, | ’tis thine to say,Our evil is destined all.”
“I shall not flee, | though my fate be near,I was born not a coward to be;Thy loving word | for mine will I win,As long as I shall live.”
Then first I rede thee, | that free of guiltToward kinsmen ever thou art;No vengeance have, | though they work thee harm,Reward after death thou shalt win.
Then second I rede thee, | to swear no oathIf true thou knowest it not;Bitter the fate | of the breaker of troth,And poor is the wolf of his word.
Then third I rede thee, | that thou at the ThingShalt fight not in words with fools;For the man unwise | a worser wordThan he thinks doth utter oft.
Ill it is | if silent thou art,A coward born men call thee,And truth mayhap they tell;Seldom safe is fame,Unless wide renown be won;On the day thereafter | send him to death,Let him pay the price of his lies.
Then fourth I rede thee, | if thou shalt findA wily witch on thy road,It is better to go | than her guest to be,Though night enfold thee fast.
Eyes that see | need the sons of menWho fight in battle fierce;Oft witches evil | sit by the way,Who blade and courage blunt.
Then fifth I rede thee, | though maidens fairThou seest on benches sitting,Let the silver of kinship | not rob thee of sleep,And the kissing of women beware.
Then sixth I rede thee, | if men shall wrangle,And ale-talk rise to wrath,No words with a drunken | warrior have,For wine steals many men’s wits.
Brawls and ale | full oft have beenAn ill to many a man,Death for some, | and sorrow for some;Full many the woes of men.
Then seventh I rede thee, | if battle thou seekestWith a foe that is full of might;It is better to fight | than to burn aliveIn the hall of the hero rich.
Then eighth I rede thee, | that evil thou shun,And beware of lying words;Take not a maid, | nor the wife of a man,Nor lure them on to lust.
Then ninth I rede thee: | burial renderIf thou findest a fallen corpse,Of sickness dead, | or dead in the sea,Or dead of weapons’ wounds.
A bath shalt thou give them | who corpses be,And hands and head shalt wash;Wipe them and comb, | ere they go in the coffin,And pray that they sleep in peace.
Then tenth I rede thee, | that never thou trustThe word of the race of wolves,(If his brother thou broughtest to death,Or his father thou didst fell;)Often a wolf | in a son there is,Though gold he gladly takes.
Battle and hate | and harm, methinks,Full seldom fall asleep;Wits and weapons | the warrior needsIf boldest of men he would be.
Then eleventh I rede thee, | that wrath thou shun,And treachery false with thy friends;Not long the leader’s | life shall be,For great are the foes he faces.
Words in this poem 29
- generous a.
- Of honorable birth or origin; highborn. [F. généreux, fr. L. generous of noble birth, noble, excellent, magnanimous, fr. genus birth, race: cf. It. generoso. See 2d Gender.]
- goodly a.
- Pleasant; agreeable; desirable. [OE. godlich, AS. g. See Good, and Like.]
- fain v. t.
- To be glad ; to wish or desire.
- shalt
- 2d per. sing. of Shall.
- backs n.
- Among leather dealers, the thickest and stoutest tanned hides.
- babe n.
- An infant; a young child of either sex; a baby. [Cf. Ir. bab, baban, W. baban, maban.]
- healer n.
- One who, or that which, heals.
- 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.]
- shall v. i.
- To owe; to be under obligation for. [OE. shal, schal, imp. sholde, scholde, AS. scal, sceal, I am obliged, imp. scolde, sceolde, inf. sculan; akin to OS. skulan, pres. skal, imp. skolda, D. zullen,]
- fairly adv.
- In a fairmanner; clearly; openly; plainly; fully; distinctly; frankly.
- wrote v. i.
- To root with the snout. See 1st Root. [OE. wroten. See 1st Root.]
- spoke n.
- The radius or ray of a wheel; one of the small bars which are inserted in the hub, or nave, and which serve to support the rim or felly. [OE. spoke, spake, AS, spaca; akin to D. speek, LG. speke, OHG. speihha, G. speiche. sq. root170. Cf. Spike a nail.]
- bade
- A form of the pat tense of Bid.
- rightly adv.
- Straightly; directly; in front. [AS. richtlice.]
- rede v. t.
- To advise or counsel. [See Read, v. t.]
- breaker n.
- One who, or that which, breaks.
- troth n.
- Belief; faith; fidelity. [A variant of truth. See Truth.]
- mayhap adv.
- Perhaps; peradventure. [Prov. or Dialectic]
- thereafter adv.
- After that; afterward. [AS. th\'d6ræfter after that. See There, and After.]
- enfold v. t.
- To infold. See Infold.
- kinship n.
- Family relationship.
- beware v. t.
- To avoid; to take care of; to have a care for.
- lust v. i.
- To list; to like. [AS. lystan. See Lust, n., and cf. List to choose.]
- burial n.
- A grave; a tomb; a place of sepulture. [OE. buriel, buriels, grave, tomb, AS. byrgels, fr. byrgan to bury, and akin to OS. burgisli sepulcher.]
- corpse n.
- A human body in general, whether living or dead; -- sometimes contemptuosly. [OF. cors (sometimes written corps), F. corps, L. corpus; akin to AS. hrif womb. See Midriff, and cf. Corse, Corselet, Corps, Cuerpo.]
- didst
- , the 2d pers. sing. imp. of Do.
- gladly adv.
- Preferably; by choice. [From Glad, a.]
- 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.]
- needs adv.
- Of necessity; necessarily; indispensably; -- often with must, and equivalent to of need. [Orig. gen. of need, used as an adverb. Cf. - wards.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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Form and metre
Sigrdrifumol: The Ballad of the Victory-Bringer is 163 lines in 37 verse paragraphs. It is unrhymed, as far as the pronouncing dictionary can tell. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 81%). 95% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 8.2 syllables. 13 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 13% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.
See other poems in iambic tetrameter.
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.
Rhyme words, stanza by stanza
The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.
- 11 A-A- beA · work · beA · bent
- 13 ---AA wrote · made · dropped · heithdraupnirA · hoddrofnirA
- 23 A-A- oathA · not · trothA · word
- 28 A--A fairA · sitting · sleep · bewareA
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 iambic tetrameter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| “Sigmund’s son, | with Sigurth’s sword, | 7 | /˘····· |
| That late with flesh | hath fed the ravens.” | 9 | ·······/˘ |
| “Hail, day! | Hail, sons of day! | 6 | ······ |
| And night and her daughter now! | 7 | ····/˘· |
| Look on us here | with loving eyes, | 8 | ·····/˘· |
| That waiting we victory win. | 8 | ·/˘·/˘˘· |
| “Hail to the gods! | Ye goddesses, hail, | 9 | ·····/˘˘· |
| And all the generous earth! | 7 | ···/˘˘· |
| Give to us wisdom | and goodly speech, | 9 | ···/˘·/˘· |
| And healing hands, life-long. | 6 | ·/˘··· |
| “Long did I sleep, | my slumber was long, | 9 | ·····/˘·· |
| And long are the griefs of life; | 7 | ······· |
| Othin decreed | that I could not break | 9 | ··˘/····· |
| The heavy spells of sleep.” | 6 | ·/˘··· |
| The other was Agnar, | brother of Autha, | 11 | ·/˘···/˘··· |
| None he found | who fain would shield him. | 8 | ········ |
| “Beer I bring thee, | tree of battle, | 8 | ······/˘ |
| Mingled of strength | and mighty fame; | 8 | /˘···/˘· |
| Charms it holds | and healing signs, | 7 | ····/˘· |
| Spells full good, | and gladness-runes.” | 7 | ····/˘· |
| Winning-runes learn, | if thou longest to win, | 10 | /˘····/˘·· |
| And the runes on thy sword-hilt write; | 8 | ········ |
| Some on the furrow, | and some on the flat, | 10 | ···/˘····· |
| And twice shalt thou call on Tyr. | 7 | ······· |
| Ale-runes learn, | that with lies the wife | 8 | ········ |
| Of another betray not thy trust; | 9 | ·˘/˘˘/··· |
| On the horn thou shalt write, | and the backs of thy hands, | 12 | ············ |
| And Need shalt mark on thy nails. | 7 | ······· |
| Thou shalt bless the draught, | and danger escape, | 10 | ······/˘˘/ |
| And cast a leek in the cup; | 7 | ······· |
| (For so I know | thou never shalt see | 9 | ·····/˘·· |
| Thy mead with evil mixed.) | 6 | ···/˘· |
| Birth-runes learn, | if help thou wilt lend, | 8 | ········ |
| The babe from the mother to bring; | 8 | ····/˘·· |
| On thy palms shalt write them, | and round thy joints, | 10 | ·········· |
| And ask the fates to aid. | 6 | ······ |
| Wave-runes learn, | if well thou wouldst shelter | 9 | ·······/˘ |
| The sail-steeds out on the sea; | 7 | ······· |
| On the stem shalt thou write, | and the steering-blade, | 11 | ········/˘· |
| And burn them into the oars; | 7 | ······· |
| Though high be the breakers, | and black the waves, | 10 | ····/˘···· |
| Thou shalt safe the harbor seek. | 7 | ····/˘· |
| Branch-runes learn, | if a healer wouldst be, | 9 | ·····/˘·· |
| And cure for wounds wouldst work; | 6 | ······ |
| On the bark shalt thou write, | and on trees that be | 11 | ··········· |
| With boughs to the eastward bent. | 7 | ····/˘· |
| Speech-runes learn, | that none may seek | 7 | ······· |
| To answer harm with hate; | 6 | ·/˘··· |
| Well he winds | and weaves them all, | 7 | ······· |
| And sets them side by side, | 6 | ······ |
| At the judgment-place, | when justice there | 9 | ··/˘··/˘· |
| The folk shall fairly win. | 6 | ···/˘· |
| Them Hropt arranged, | and them he wrote, | 8 | ··˘/···· |
| And them in thought he made, | 6 | ······ |
| Out of the draught | that down had dropped | 8 | ········ |
| From the head of Heithdraupnir, | 7 | ······· |
| And the horn of Hoddrofnir. | 7 | ······· |
| On the mountain he stood | with Brimir’s sword, | 10 | ··/˘······ |
| On his head the helm he bore; | 7 | ······· |
| Then first the head | of Mim spoke forth, | 8 | ········ |
| And words of truth it told. | 6 | ······ |
| He bade write on the shield | before the shining goddess, | 13 | ·········/˘/˘ |
| On Arvak’s ear, | and on Alsvith’s hoof, | 9 | ········· |
| On the wheel of the car | of Hrungnir’s killer, | 11 | ·········/˘ |
| On Sleipnir’s teeth, | and the straps of the sledge. | 10 | ·········· |
| On the paws of the bear, | and on Bragi’s tongue, | 11 | ··········· |
| On the wolf’s claws bared, | and the eagle’s beak, | 10 | ·······/˘· |
| On bloody wings, | and bridge’s end, | 8 | ·/˘··/˘· |
| On freeing hands | and helping foot-prints. | 9 | ·/˘··/˘·· |
| On glass and on gold, | and on goodly charms, | 10 | ·······/˘· |
| In wine and in beer, | and on well-loved seats, | 10 | ·········· |
| On Gungnir’s point, | and on Grani’s breast, | 9 | ········· |
| On the nails of Norns, | and the night-owl’s beak. | 10 | ·········· |
| Shaved off were the runes | that of old were written, | 11 | ·········/˘ |
| And mixed with the holy mead, | 7 | ····/˘· |
| And sent on ways so wide; | 6 | ······ |
| So the gods had them, | so the elves got them, | 10 | ·········· |
| And some for the Wanes so wise, | 7 | ······· |
| And some for mortal men. | 6 | ···/˘· |
| Beech-runes are there, | birth-runes are there, | 8 | ········ |
| And all the runes of ale, | 6 | ······ |
| And the magic runes of might; | 7 | ··/˘··· |
| Who knows them rightly | and reads them true, | 9 | ···/˘···· |
| Has them himself to help; | 6 | ··˘/·· |
| Ever they aid, | 4 | /˘·· |
| Till the gods are gone. | 5 | ····· |
| “Now shalt thou choose, | for the choice is given, | 10 | ········/˘ |
| Thou tree of the biting blade; | 7 | ····/˘· |
| Speech or silence, | ’tis thine to say, | 8 | ··/˘···· |
| Our evil is destined all.” | 8 | /˘/˘·/˘· |
| “I shall not flee, | though my fate be near, | 9 | ········· |
| I was born not a coward to be; | 9 | ·····/˘·· |
| Thy loving word | for mine will I win, | 9 | ·/˘······ |
| As long as I shall live.” | 6 | ······ |
| Then first I rede thee, | that free of guilt | 9 | ········· |
| Toward kinsmen ever thou art; | 8 | ····/˘·· |
| No vengeance have, | though they work thee harm, | 9 | ·/˘······ |
| Reward after death thou shalt win. | 8 | ˘/······ |
| Then second I rede thee, | to swear no oath | 10 | ·/˘······· |
| If true thou knowest it not; | 7 | ···/˘·· |
| Bitter the fate | of the breaker of troth, | 10 | /˘····/˘·· |
| And poor is the wolf of his word. | 8 | ········ |
| Then third I rede thee, | that thou at the Thing | 10 | ·········· |
| Shalt fight not in words with fools; | 7 | ······· |
| For the man unwise | a worser word | 9 | ···˘/·/˘· |
| Than he thinks doth utter oft. | 7 | ····/˘· |
| Ill it is | if silent thou art, | 8 | ····/˘·· |
| A coward born men call thee, | 7 | ·/˘···· |
| And truth mayhap they tell; | 6 | ··/˘·· |
| Seldom safe is fame, | 5 | /˘··· |
| Unless wide renown be won; | 7 | ···˘/·· |
| On the day thereafter | send him to death, | 10 | ···˘/˘···· |
| Let him pay the price of his lies. | 8 | ········ |
| Then fourth I rede thee, | if thou shalt find | 9 | ········· |
| A wily witch on thy road, | 7 | ·/˘···· |
| It is better to go | than her guest to be, | 11 | ··/˘······· |
| Though night enfold thee fast. | 6 | ··˘/·· |
| Eyes that see | need the sons of men | 8 | ········ |
| Who fight in battle fierce; | 6 | ···/˘· |
| Oft witches evil | sit by the way, | 9 | ·/˘/˘···· |
| Who blade and courage blunt. | 6 | ···/˘· |
| Then fifth I rede thee, | though maidens fair | 9 | ······/˘· |
| Thou seest on benches sitting, | 7 | ···/˘/˘ |
| Let the silver of kinship | not rob thee of sleep, | 12 | ··/˘·/······ |
| And the kissing of women beware. | 9 | ··/˘·/˘˘/ |
| Then sixth I rede thee, | if men shall wrangle, | 10 | ········/˘ |
| And ale-talk rise to wrath, | 6 | ······ |
| No words with a drunken | warrior have, | 10 | ····/˘/˘˘· |
| For wine steals many men’s wits. | 7 | ···/˘·· |
| Brawls and ale | full oft have been | 7 | ······· |
| An ill to many a man, | 7 | ···/˘·· |
| Death for some, | and sorrow for some; | 8 | ····/˘·· |
| Full many the woes of men. | 7 | ·/˘···· |
| Then seventh I rede thee, | if battle thou seekest | 12 | ·/˘····/˘·/˘ |
| With a foe that is full of might; | 8 | ········ |
| It is better to fight | than to burn alive | 11 | ··/˘·····˘/ |
| In the hall of the hero rich. | 8 | ·····/˘· |
| Then eighth I rede thee, | that evil thou shun, | 10 | ······/˘·· |
| And beware of lying words; | 7 | ·˘/·/˘· |
| Take not a maid, | nor the wife of a man, | 10 | ·········· |
| Nor lure them on to lust. | 6 | ······ |
| Then ninth I rede thee: | burial render | 10 | ·····/˘˘/˘ |
| If thou findest a fallen corpse, | 8 | ··/˘·/˘· |
| Of sickness dead, | or dead in the sea, | 9 | ·/˘······ |
| Or dead of weapons’ wounds. | 6 | ···/˘· |
| A bath shalt thou give them | who corpses be, | 10 | ·······/˘· |
| And hands and head shalt wash; | 6 | ······ |
| Wipe them and comb, | ere they go in the coffin, | 11 | ·········/˘ |
| And pray that they sleep in peace. | 7 | ······· |
| Then tenth I rede thee, | that never thou trust | 10 | ······/˘·· |
| The word of the race of wolves, | 7 | ······· |
| (If his brother thou broughtest to death, | 9 | ··/˘·/˘·· |
| Or his father thou didst fell;) | 7 | ··/˘··· |
| Often a wolf | in a son there is, | 9 | /˘······· |
| Though gold he gladly takes. | 6 | ···/˘· |
| Battle and hate | and harm, methinks, | 8 | /˘····˘/ |
| Full seldom fall asleep; | 6 | ·/˘·˘/ |
| Wits and weapons | the warrior needs | 9 | ··/˘·/˘˘· |
| If boldest of men he would be. | 8 | ·/˘····· |
| Then eleventh I rede thee, | that wrath thou shun, | 11 | ·˘/˘······· |
| And treachery false with thy friends; | 8 | ·/˘˘···· |
| Not long the leader’s | life shall be, | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| For great are the foes he faces. | 8 | ······/˘ |
On this poem
Notes from the edition 68
Henry Adams Bellows's notes to his translation (1923; Project Gutenberg #73533).
- Stanza 1 “What bit through the byrnie? | how was broken my sleep? Who made me free | of the fetters pale?” He answered: “Sigmund’s son, | with Sigurth’s sword, That late with flesh | hath fed the ravens.” Sigurth sat beside her and asked her name. She took a horn full of mead and gave him a memory-draught.
- Stanza 1 This stanza, and the two lines included in the prose after stanza 4, and possibly stanza 5 as well, evidently come from a different poem from stanzas 2–4. Lines 3–4 in the original are obscure, though the general meaning is clear. Prose (after stanza 1). In the manuscript stanza 4 stands before this prose note and stanzas 2–3. The best arrangement of the stanzas seems to be the one here given, following Müllenhoff’s suggestion, but the prose note is out of place anywhere. The first sentence of it ought to follow stanza 4 and immediately precede the next prose note; the second sentence ought to precede stanza 5.
- Stanza 2 “Hail, day! | Hail, sons of day! And night and her daughter now! Look on us here | with loving eyes, That waiting we victory win.
- Stanza 2 Sons of day: the spirits of light. The daughter of night (Not), according to Snorri, was Jorth (Earth). Prose (after stanza 4). Sigrdrifa: on the error whereby this epithet, “victory-bringer,” became a proper name cf. Fafnismol, 44 and note. Hjalmgunnar: in Helreith Brynhildar (stanza 8) he is called a king of the Goths, which means little; of him and his adversary, Agnar, we know nothing beyond what is told here. The two lines quoted apparently come from the same poem as stanza 1; the two first lines of the stanza have been reconstructed from the prose thus: “Hjalmgunnar was one, | the hoary king, / And triumph to him | had Heerfather promised.” A few editions insert in this prose passage stanzas 7–10 of Helreith Brynhildar, which may or may not have belonged originally to this poem.
- Stanza 3 “Hail to the gods! | Ye goddesses, hail, And all the generous earth! Give to us wisdom | and goodly speech, And healing hands, life-long.
- Stanza 4 “Long did I sleep, | my slumber was long, And long are the griefs of life; Othin decreed | that I could not break The heavy spells of sleep.” Her name was Sigrdrifa, and she was a Valkyrie. She said that two kings fought in battle; one was called Hjalmgunnar, an old man but a mighty warrior, and Othin had promised him the victory, and The other was Agnar, | brother of Autha, None he found | who fain would shield him. Sigrdrifa slew Hjalmgunnar in the battle, and Othin pricked her with the sleep-thorn in punishment for this, and said that she should never thereafter win victory in battle, but that she should be wedded. “And I said to him that I had made a vow in my turn, that I would never marry a man who knew the meaning of fear.” Sigurth answered and asked her to teach him wisdom, if she knew of what took place in all the worlds. Sigrdrifa said:
- Stanza 5 “Beer I bring thee, | tree of battle, Mingled of strength | and mighty fame; Charms it holds | and healing signs, Spells full good, | and gladness-runes.” * * * * * *
- Stanza 5 This stanza is perhaps, but by no means surely, from the same poem as stanza 1. Tree of battle: warrior. Runes: the earliest runes were not letters, but simply signs supposed to possess magic power; out of them developed the “runic alphabet.”
- Stanza 6 Winning-runes learn, | if thou longest to win, And the runes on thy sword-hilt write; Some on the furrow, | and some on the flat, And twice shalt thou call on Tyr.
- Stanza 6 Stanzas 6–12 give a list of runes which probably had no original connection with the Brynhild-Sigurth story. Tyr: the sword-god (cf. Hymiskvitha, 4 and note); “tyr” is also the name of a rune which became “T.”
- Stanza 7 Ale-runes learn, | that with lies the wife Of another betray not thy trust; On the horn thou shalt write, | and the backs of thy hands, And Need shalt mark on thy nails. Thou shalt bless the draught, | and danger escape, And cast a leek in the cup; (For so I know | thou never shalt see Thy mead with evil mixed.)
- Stanza 7 Regius gives only lines 1–6; lines 7–8 are added from Volsungasaga. Lies, etc.: a guest on his arrival received a draught of ale from the hands of his host’s wife, and it was to prevent this draught from bewitching him that the runes were recommended. Need: the word “nauth,” meaning “need,” is also the name of the rune which became “N.” Leek: leeks were long supposed to have the power of counteracting poison or witchcraft.
- Stanza 8 Birth-runes learn, | if help thou wilt lend, The babe from the mother to bring; On thy palms shalt write them, | and round thy joints, And ask the fates to aid.
- Stanza 9 Wave-runes learn, | if well thou wouldst shelter The sail-steeds out on the sea; On the stem shalt thou write, | and the steering-blade, And burn them into the oars; Though high be the breakers, | and black the waves, Thou shalt safe the harbor seek.
- Stanza 9 The flame-girt tower was not uncommon; cf. Mengloth’s hall in Svipdagsmol.
- Stanza 9 Sail-steeds: ships.
- Stanza 10 Branch-runes learn, | if a healer wouldst be, And cure for wounds wouldst work; On the bark shalt thou write, | and on trees that be With boughs to the eastward bent.
- Stanza 10 Branch-runes: runes cut in the bark of trees. Such runes were believed to transfer sickness from the invalid to the tree. Some editors, however, have changed “limrunar” (“branch-runes”) to “lifrunar” (“life-runes”).
- Stanza 11 Speech-runes learn, | that none may seek To answer harm with hate; Well he winds | and weaves them all, And sets them side by side, At the judgment-place, | when justice there The folk shall fairly win.
- Stanza 11 Lines 3–6 look like an accidental addition, replacing two lines now lost. They mean, apparently, that the man who interweaves his speech with “speech-runes” when he pleads his case at the “Thing,” or popular tribunal, will not unduly enrage his adversary in the argument of the case.
- Stanza 12 Thought-runes learn, | if all shall think Thou art keenest minded of men. * * * * * *
- Stanza 12 Here the list of runes breaks off, though the manuscript indicates no gap, and three short passages of a different type, though all dealing with runes, follow.
- Stanza 13 Them Hropt arranged, | and them he wrote, And them in thought he made, Out of the draught | that down had dropped From the head of Heithdraupnir, And the horn of Hoddrofnir.
- Stanza 13 Stanzas 13–14 appear to have come from a passage regarding Othin’s getting of the runes similar to Hovamol, 139–146. Editors have tried various combinations of the lines in stanzas 12–14. Hropt: Othin; cf. Voluspo, 62. The draught, etc.: apparently the reference is to the head of Mim, from which Othin derived his wisdom in magic (cf. Voluspo, 47 and note); Heithdraupnir (“Light-Dropper”) and Hoddrofnir (“Treasure-Opener”) seem to be names for Mim.
- Stanza 14 On the mountain he stood | with Brimir’s sword, On his head the helm he bore; Then first the head | of Mim spoke forth, And words of truth it told. * * * * * *
- Stanza 14 This stanza is clearly in bad shape; perhaps, as the manuscript indicates, a new stanza, of which most has been lost, should begin with line 3. Brimir: a giant (cf. Voluspo, 9 and 37); why Othin should have his sword is unknown.
- Stanza 15 He bade write on the shield | before the shining goddess, On Arvak’s ear, | and on Alsvith’s hoof, On the wheel of the car | of Hrungnir’s killer, On Sleipnir’s teeth, | and the straps of the sledge.
- Stanza 15 Stanzas 15–17 constitute a wholly distinct rune-chant. Line 1 is unusually long in the original, as here. Shield: the shield Svalin (“Cooling”) that stands in front of the sun; cf. Grimnismol, 38. Arvak (“Early Walter”) and Alsvith (“All-Swift”): the horses that draw the sun’s car; cf. Grimnismol, 37. Hrungnir: the slayer of the giant Hrungnir was Thor (cf. Harbarthsljoth, 14 and note), but the line is in bad shape; the name may not be Hrungnir, and “killer” is a conjectural addition. Sleipnir: Othin’s eight-legged horse; cf. Grimnismol, 44 and note. Sledge: perhaps the one mentioned in Grimnismol, 49.
- Stanza 16 On the paws of the bear, | and on Bragi’s tongue, On the wolf’s claws bared, | and the eagle’s beak, On bloody wings, | and bridge’s end, On freeing hands | and helping foot-prints.
- Stanza 16 Bragi: the god of poetry; cf. Grimnismol, 44 and note.
- Stanza 17 On glass and on gold, | and on goodly charms, In wine and in beer, | and on well-loved seats, On Gungnir’s point, | and on Grani’s breast, On the nails of Norns, | and the night-owl’s beak. * * * * * *
- Stanza 17 Charms: the wearing of amulets was very common. Gungnir: Othin’s spear, made by the dwarfs, which he occasionally lent to heroes to whom he granted victory. Grani: Sigurth’s horse; the Volsungasaga has “giantesses’.”
- Stanza 18 Shaved off were the runes | that of old were written, And mixed with the holy mead, And sent on ways so wide; So the gods had them, | so the elves got them, And some for the Wanes so wise, And some for mortal men.
- Stanza 18 Stanzas 18–19, which editors have freely rearranged, apparently come from another source than any of the rest. Shaved off: the runes were shaved off by Othin from the wood on which they were carved, and the shavings bearing them were put into the magic mead. Wanes: cf. Voluspo, 21, note.
- Stanza 19 Beech-runes are there, | birth-runes are there, And all the runes of ale, And the magic runes of might; Who knows them rightly | and reads them true, Has them himself to help; Ever they aid, Till the gods are gone. * * * * * * Brynhild spake:
- Stanza 19 Lines 3, 6, and 7 look like spurious additions, but the whole stanza is chaotic. Beech-runes: runes carved on beech-trees.
- Stanza 20 “Now shalt thou choose, | for the choice is given, Thou tree of the biting blade; Speech or silence, | ’tis thine to say, Our evil is destined all.” Sigurth spake:
- Stanza 20 Stanzas 20–21 are all that remains of the dialogue between Brynhild and Sigurth from the poem to which stanzas 2–4 belong; cf. Introductory Note. In the intervening lost stanzas Brynhild has evidently warned Sigurth of the perils that will follow if he swears loyalty to her; hence the choice to which she here refers. Tree, etc.: warrior. The manuscript does not indicate the speaker of either this or the following stanza; the Volsungasaga names Sigurth before stanza 21.
- Stanza 21 “I shall not flee, | though my fate be near, I was born not a coward to be; Thy loving word | for mine will I win, As long as I shall live.” * * * * * *
- Stanza 21 It is quite possible that the original poem concluded with two stanzas after this, paraphrased thus in the Volsungasaga: “Sigurth said: ‘Nowhere is to be found any one wiser than thou, and this I swear, that I shall have thee for mine, and that thou art after my heart’s desire.’ She answered: ‘I would rather have thee though I might choose among all men.’ And this they bound between them with oaths.” Stanzas 22–37, which the Volsungasaga paraphrases, may have been introduced at a relatively early time, but can hardly have formed part of the original poem.
- Stanza 22 Then first I rede thee, | that free of guilt Toward kinsmen ever thou art; No vengeance have, | though they work thee harm, Reward after death thou shalt win.
- Stanza 22 With this stanza begins the list of numbered counsels, closely resembling the Loddfafnismol (Hovamol, 111–138), here attributed to Brynhild. That the section originally had anything to do with Brynhild is more than improbable.
- Stanza 23 Then second I rede thee, | to swear no oath If true thou knowest it not; Bitter the fate | of the breaker of troth, And poor is the wolf of his word.
- Stanza 23 Wolf of his word: oath-destroyer, oath-breaker.
- Stanza 24 Then third I rede thee, | that thou at the Thing Shalt fight not in words with fools; For the man unwise | a worser word Than he thinks doth utter oft.
- Stanza 25 Ill it is | if silent thou art, A coward born men call thee, And truth mayhap they tell; Seldom safe is fame, Unless wide renown be won; On the day thereafter | send him to death, Let him pay the price of his lies.
- Stanza 25 This chaotic and obscure jumble of lines has been unsuccessfully “improved” by various editors. It is clearly an interpolation, meaning, in substance: “It is dangerous to keep silent too long, as men may think you a coward; but if any one taunts you falsely because of your silence, do not argue with him, but the next morning kill him as proof that he is a liar.”
- Stanza 26 Then fourth I rede thee, | if thou shalt find A wily witch on thy road, It is better to go | than her guest to be, Though night enfold thee fast.
- Stanza 27 Eyes that see | need the sons of men Who fight in battle fierce; Oft witches evil | sit by the way, Who blade and courage blunt.
- Stanza 27 Probably another interpolation.
- Stanza 28 Then fifth I rede thee, | though maidens fair Thou seest on benches sitting, Let the silver of kinship | not rob thee of sleep, And the kissing of women beware.
- Stanza 28 Silver of kinship: the passage is doubtful, but apparently it means the “marriage-price” for which a bride was “bought.”
- Stanza 29 Then sixth I rede thee, | if men shall wrangle, And ale-talk rise to wrath, No words with a drunken | warrior have, For wine steals many men’s wits.
- Stanza 29 Line 1 comes at the end of the thirty-second leaf of Regius, and whatever further was contained in that manuscript has vanished with the lost eight-leaf folio (cf. Introductory Note). The rest of stanza 29, and stanzas 30–37, are added from later paper manuscripts, which were undoubtedly copied from an old parchment, though probably not from the complete Regius. The Volsungasaga paraphrases these additional stanzas.
- Stanza 30 Brawls and ale | full oft have been An ill to many a man, Death for some, | and sorrow for some; Full many the woes of men.
- Stanza 30 Probably an interpolation.
- Stanza 31 Then seventh I rede thee, | if battle thou seekest With a foe that is full of might; It is better to fight | than to burn alive In the hall of the hero rich.
- Stanza 31 The meaning is that it is better to go forth to battle than to stay at home and be burned to death. Many a Norse warrior met his death in this latter way; the burning of the house in the Njalssaga is the most famous instance.
- Stanza 32 Then eighth I rede thee, | that evil thou shun, And beware of lying words; Take not a maid, | nor the wife of a man, Nor lure them on to lust.
- Stanza 33 Then ninth I rede thee: | burial render If thou findest a fallen corpse, Of sickness dead, | or dead in the sea, Or dead of weapons’ wounds.
- Stanza 34 A bath shalt thou give them | who corpses be, And hands and head shalt wash; Wipe them and comb, | ere they go in the coffin, And pray that they sleep in peace.
- Stanza 34 Probably an interpolation.
- Stanza 35 Then tenth I rede thee, | that never thou trust The word of the race of wolves, (If his brother thou broughtest to death, Or his father thou didst fell;) Often a wolf | in a son there is, Though gold he gladly takes.
- Stanza 35 Lines 3–4 are probably interpolated. Race of wolves: family of a slain foe.
- Stanza 36 Battle and hate | and harm, methinks, Full seldom fall asleep; Wits and weapons | the warrior needs If boldest of men he would be.
- Stanza 36 Probably an interpolation.
- Stanza 37 Then eleventh I rede thee, | that wrath thou shun, And treachery false with thy friends; Not long the leader’s | life shall be, For great are the foes he faces. NOTES Prose. The introductory prose follows without break the prose concluding the Fafnismol, the point of division being arbitrary and not agreed upon by all editors. Hindarfjoll: cf. Fafnismol, 42 and note. Franks: this does not necessarily mean that Sigurth was on his way to the Gjukungs’ home, for Sigmund had a kingdom in the land of the Franks (cf. Fra Dautha Sinfjotla). Shields: the annotator probably drew the notion of the shield-tower from the reference in Helreith Brynhildar,
- Stanza 37 Lines 3–4 may well have come from the old Sigurth-Brynhild poem, like stanzas 2–4 and 20–21, being inserted here, where they do not fit particularly well, in place of the two lines with which the eleventh counsel originally ended. Perhaps they formed part of the stanza of warning which evidently preceded Brynhild’s speech in stanza 20. In the Volsungasaga they are paraphrased at the end of Brynhild’s long speech of advice (stanzas 20–37), and are immediately followed by the prose passage given in the note on stanza 21. It seems likely, therefore, that the paper manuscripts have preserved all of the so-called Sigrdrifumol which was contained in the lost section of Regius, with the possible exception of these two concluding stanzas, and these may very well have been given only in the form of a prose note, though it is practically certain that at one time they existed in verse form.
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