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XXXVII.
A certain man was called Gýmir, and his wife Aurboda: she was of
the stock of the Hill-Giants; their daughter was Gerdr, who was fairest of all
women. It chanced one day that Freyr had gone to Hlidskjálf, and gazed
over all the world; but when he looked over into the northern region, he saw
on an estate a house great and fair. And toward this house went a woman; when
she raised her hands and opened the door before her, brightness gleamed from
her hands, both over sky and sea, and all the worlds were illumined of her. Thus
his overweening pride, in having presumed to sit in that holy seat, was avenged
upon him, that he went away full of sorrow. When he had come home, he spake not,
he slept not, he drank not; no man dared speak to him. Then Njördr summoned
to him Skírnir, Freyr's foot-page, and bade him go to Freyr and beg speech
of him and ask for whose sake he was so bitter that he would not speak with men.
But Skírnir said he would go, albeit unwell- [49]
ngly; and said that evil answers were to be expected of Freyr.
But when he came to Freyr, straightway he asked why Freyr was so downcast,
and spake not with men. Then Freyr answered and said that he had seen a fair
woman; and for her sake he was so full of grief that he would not live long if
he were not to obtain her. 'And now thou shalt go and woo her on my behalf and
have her hither, whether her father will or no. I will reward thee well for it.'
Then Skírnir answered thus: he would go on his errand, but Freyr should
give him his own swordwhich is so good that it fights of itself; and
Freyr did not refuse, but gave him the sword. Then Skírnir went forth
and wooed the woman for him, and received her promise; and nine nights later
she was to come to the place called Barrey, and then go to the bridal with Freyr.
But when Skírnir told Freyr his answer, then he sang this lay:
isone night, long is the second;
How can I wait through three?
Often a month to
me seemed less
Than this one night of waiting.
This was to blame for Freyr's being so weaponless, when he fought with Beli,
and slew him with the horn of a hart. Then said Gangleri: 'T is much
to be wondered at, that such a great chief as Freyr is would give away his sword,
not having another equally good. It was a great privation to him, when he fought
with him called Beli; by my faith, he must have rued that gift. Then answered
Hárr: There was small matter in that, when he and Beli met; Freyr
could have killed him with his hand. It shall come to pass
[50] that Freyr will think a worse thing has come upon him, when he
misses his sword on that day that the Sons of Múspell go a-harrying.
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