121. I rede thee, Loddfafnir! | and hear thou my rede,-
Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
Great thy gain if thou learnest:
Be never the first | to break with thy friend
The bond that holds you both;
Care eats the heart | if thou canst not speak
To another all thy thought.
122. I rede thee, Loddfafnir! | and hear thou my rede,--
Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
Great thy gain if thou learnest:
Exchange of words | with a witless ape
Thou must not ever make.
123. For never thou mayst | from an evil man
A good requital get;
But a good man oft | the greatest love
Through words of praise will win thee.
124. Mingled is love | when a man can speak
To another all his thought;
Nought is so bad | as false to be,
No friend speaks only fair.
125. I rede thee, Loddfafnir! | and hear thou my rede,--
Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
Great thy gain if thou learnest:
With a worse man speak not | three words in dispute,
Ill fares the better oft
When the worse man wields a sword.
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121. Ráðumk þér, Loddfáfnir,
en þú ráð nemir, -
njóta mundu, ef þú nemr,
þér munu góð, ef þú getr -:
vin þínum ver þú aldregi fyrri at flaumslitum;
sorg etr hjarta, ef þú segja né náir
einhverjum allan hug.
122. Ráðumk þér, Loddfáfnir, en þú ráð nemir, -
njóta mundu, ef þú nemr,
þér munu góð, ef þú getr -:
orðum skipta þú skalt aldregi
við ósvinna apa,
123. Því at af illum manni mundu aldregi
góðs laun of geta,
en góðr maðr
mun þik gerva mega líknfastan at lofi.
124. Sifjum er þá blandat, hver er segja ræðr
einum allan hug;
allt er betra en sé brigðum at vera;
er-a sá vinr öðrum, er vilt eitt segir.
125. Ráðumk, þér Loddfáfnir, en þú ráð nemir, -
njóta mundu, ef þú nemr, þér munu góð, ef þú getr -:
þrimr orðum senna skal-at-tu þér við verra mann
oft inn betri bilar,
þá er inn verri vegr.
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