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36. I saw of Baldr,
the blood-stained god,
Odin's son,
the hidden fate.
There stood grown up,
high on the plain,
slender and passing fair,
the mistletoe.
37. From that shrub was made,
as to me it seemed,
a deadly, noxious dart.
Hödr shot it forth;
But Frigg bewailed,
in Fensalir,
Valhall's calamity.
Understand ye yet, or what?
38. Bound she saw lying,
under Hveralund,
a monstrous form,
to Loki like.
There sits Sigyn,
for her consort's sake,
not right glad.
Understand ye yet, or what?
39. Then the Vala knew
the fatal bonds were twisting,
most rigid,
bonds from entrails made.
40. From the east a river falls,
through venom dales,
with mire and clods,
Slid is its name.
41. On the north there stood,
on Nida-fells,
a hall of gold,
for Sindri's race;
and another stood
in Okolnir,
the Jötuns beer-hall
which Brimir hight.
42. She saw a hall standing,
far from the sun,
in Náströnd;
its doors are northward turned,
venom-drops fall
in through its apertures:
entwined is that hall
with serpent's backs.
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