Skaldic Poetry of the Scandinavian Middle Ages

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Máni Lv 3II/2 — grípa ‘grasp’

Gígjan syngr, þars ganga
grípa menn til pípu —
— fœra fólsku stóra —
framm leikarar bleikir.
Undrs, hvé augum vendir
umb, sás þýtr í trumbu;
kníðan lítk á kauða
kjapt ok blásna hvapta.

Gígjan syngr, þars bleikir leikarar ganga framm; menn grípa til pípu; fœra stóra fólsku. Undrs, hvé vendir augum umb, sás þýtr í trumbu; lítk kníðan kjapt ok blásna hvapta á kauða.

The fiddle sings where the pale minstrels walk forth; men grasp the flute; they bring great foolishness. It’s a marvel, how he who blows in the trumpet rolls his eyes; I see the stuffed cheeks and the distended mouth of the wretch.



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