21. Then home the goats | to the hall were driven,
They wrenched at the halters, | swift were they to run;
The mountains burst, | earth burned with fire,
And Othin's son | sought Jotunheim.
22. Then loud spake Thrym, | the giants' leader:
"Bestir ye, giants, | put straw on the benches;
Now Freyja they bring | to be my bride,
The daughter of Njorth | out of Noatun.
23. "Gold-horned cattle | go to my stables,
Jet-black oxen, | the giant's joy;
Many my gems, | and many my jewels,
Freyja alone | did I lack, methinks."
24. Early it was | to evening come,
And forth was borne | the beer for the giants;
Thor alone ate an ox, | and eight salmon,
All the dainties as well | that were set for the women;
And drank Sif's mate | three tuns of mead.
25. Then loud spake Thrym, | the giants' leader:
"Who ever saw bride | more keenly bite?
I ne'er saw bride | with a broader bite,
Nor a maiden who drank | more mead than this!"
[21. Goats: Thor's wagon was always drawn by goats; cf. Hymiskvitha, 38 and note. Jotunheim: the world of the giants.
22. Njorth: cf. Voluspo, 21, and Grimnismol, 11 and 16. Noatun ("Ships'-Haven"): Njorth's home, where his wife, Skathi,
found it impossible to stay; cf. Grimnismol, 11 and note.
24. Grundtvig thinks this is all that is left of two stanzas describing Thor's supper. Some editors reject line 4. in
line 3 the manuscript has "he," the reference being, of course, to Thor, on whose appetite cf. Hymiskvitha, 15. Sif:
Thor's wife; cf. Lokasenna, note to introductory prose and stanza 53.]
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21. Senn váru hafrar heim of reknir,
skyndir at sköklum, skyldu vel renna;
björg brotnuðu, brann jörð loga,
ók Óðins sonr í Jötunheima.
22. Þá kvað þat Þrymr, þursa dróttinn:
"Standið upp, jötnar, ok stráið bekki,
nú færa mér Freyju at kván
Njarðar dóttur ór Nóatúnum.
23. Ganga hér at garði gullhyrnðar kýr,
öxn alsvartir jötni at gamni;
fjölð á ek meiðma, fjölð á ek menja,
einnar mér Freyju ávant þykkir."
24. Var þar at kveldi of komit snemma
ok fyr jötna öl fram borit;
einn át oxa, átta laxa,
krásir allar, þær er konur skyldu,
drakk Sifjar verr sáld þrjú mjaðar.
25. Þá kvat þat Þrymr, þursa dróttinn:
"Hvar sáttu brúðir bíta hvassara?
Sák-a ek brúðir bíta breiðara,
né inn meira mjöð mey of drekka."
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