| Original Old Norse: | Auden & Taylor: | Bellows: | Bray: |
| Eyvitar firna er maðr annan skal þess er um margan gengr guma heimska ór horskum gørir hölða sonu sá inn mátki munr |
Never reproach the plight of another, For it happens to many men: Strong desire may stupefy heroes, Dull the wits of the wise |
Fault with another | let no man find For what touches many a man; Wise men oft | into witless fools Are made by mighty love. |
This once I felt when I sat without in the reeds, and looked for my love; body and soul of me was that sweet maiden yet never I won her as wife. |
| Chisholm: | Hollander: | Terry: | Thorpe: |
| A man should not heap abuse on another for something that happens to many men. Powerful love makes fools of heroes and sages. |
'Tis not meet for men to mock at what befalls full many; a fair face oft makes fools of the wise by the mighty lure of love. |
Let no man ever mock another for what so many suffer: out of wise men fools are made by the lures of love. |
Let no one wonder at another’s folly, it is the lot of many. All-powerful desire makes of the sons of men fools even of the wise. |
| Today's stanza continues yesterday's theme. Don't mock those who are in love.They have their reasons, whether you understand them or not. Be happy they have found happiness. | |||
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