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Thryms Lay
Thryms Lay
Thryms Lay
(Þrymskviða)
Freyja replied:
4 If my cape were silver-sewn and brocaded
gold, or solid gold and sequined silver, I wouldn’t
blink twice when you look that good.
Thrym said:
7 Loki, what brings you here by your lonesome?
Are the Æsir okay? Are the elves alright?
Loki answered:
8 Well the Æsir and the elves are both a little red.
You don’t, by chance, have Thor’s magic mallet?
Thrym said:
9 Why yes! I do! I mean, I did. But I hid his hammer
in this very mound I’m squatting on. Loki,
it’s safe to say Thor’s mallet won’t see
the light of day unless Freyja weds me down.
Loki said:
12 Well, it didn’t go so well. That ogre Thrym
has your man-hammer and he’s drowned it
a handful of fathoms in a mound. He won’t
bring it up until he’s wedlocked to Freyja.