stanza 153

Original Old Norse:	Auden & Taylor:	Bellows:	Bray:
Þat kann ek it átta er öllum er nytsamligt at nema hvars hatr vex með hildings sonum þat má ek bœta brátt	I know an eighth: that all are glad of, Most useful to men: If hate fester in the heart of a warrior, It will soon calm and cure him.	154. An eighth I know, | that is to all Of greatest good to learn; When hatred grows | among heroes' sons, I soon can set it right.	152. An eighth I know: which all can sing for their weal if they learn it well; where hate shall wax 'mid the warrior sons, I can calm it soon with that song.
Chisholm:	Hollander:	Terry:	Thorpe:
I know an eighth. It is useful for all who know it, Whenever hatred flares up among warriors’ sons, I am able to quell it.	That eighth I know which to all men is needful, and good to know: when hatred runs high, heroes among, their strife i can settle full soon.	I know an eighth which no one on earth could fail to find useful: when hatred waxes among warriors the spell will soothe them.	155. For the eighth I know, what to all is useful to learn: where hatred grows among the sons of men - that I can quickly assuage.
How many wars could we end with this power?

Stanza 152

Original Old Norse:	Auden & Taylor:	Bellows:	Bray:
Þat kann ek it sjaunda ef ek sé hávan loga sal um sessmögum brennrat svá breitt at ek honum bjargigak þann kann ek galdr at gala	I know a seventh: If I see the hall Ablaze around my bench mates, Though hot the flames, they shall feel nothing, If I choose to chant the spell.	153. A seventh I know, | if I see in flames The hall o'er my comrades' heads; It burns not so wide | that I will not quench it, I know that song to sing.	151. A seventh I know: if I see a hall high o'er the bench-mates blazing, flame it ne'er so fiercely I still can save it, -- I know how to sing that song.
Chisholm:	Hollander:	Terry:	Thorpe:
I know a seventh. If I see a fire high on the hall around my bench companions, I can help them by singing the spell.	That seventh I know, if o'er sleepers' heads I behold a hall on fire: however bright the blaze I can beat it down-- that mighty spell I can speak.	I know a seventh: if I see flames high around a hall, no matter how far the fire has spread my spell can stop it.	154. For the seventh I know, if a lofty house I see blaze o’er its inmates, so furiously it shall not burn that I cannot save it. That song I can sing.
In today's fire-wrought landscape that is America, how cool would this spell be?

Stanza 151

Original Old Norse:	Auden & Taylor:	Bellows:	Bray:
Þat kann ek it sétta ef mik særir þegn á rótum rams viðar ok þann hal er mik heipta kveðr þann eta mein heldr en mik	I know a sixth: it will save me if a man Cut runes on a sapling' s Roots With intent to harm; it turns the spell; The hater is harmed, not me.	152. A sixth I know, | if harm one seeks With a sapling's roots to send me; The hero himself | who wreaks his hate Shall taste the ill ere I.	150. A sixth I know: when some thane would harm me in runes on a moist tree's root, on his head alone shall light the ills of the curse that he called upon mine.
Chisholm:	Hollander:	Terry:	Thorpe:
I know a sixth. If some thane attacks me, with the wood of a young root, he who says he hates me will get hurt, but I will be unharmed.	that sixth I know, if me someone wounds with runes on gnarled root written, or rouses my wrath by reckless speech: him blights shall blast, not me.	I know a sixth: if someone would harm me by writing runes on a tree root, the man who wished I would come to woe will meet misfortune, not I.	153. For the sixth I know, if one wounds me with a green tree’s roots; also if a man declares hatred to me, harm shall consume them sooner than me.
The sending of a root with runes written thereon was an excellent way of causing death. So died the Icelandic hero Grettir the Strong.

Stanza 150

Original Old Norse:	Auden & Taylor:	Bellows:	Bray:
Þat kann ek it fimmta ef ek sé af fári skotinn flein í fólki vaða flýgra hann svá stinnt at ek stöðvigak ef ek hann sjónum of sék	I know a fifth: no flying arrow, Aimed to bring harm to men, Flies too fast for my fingers to catch it And hold it in mid-air.	152. A fifth I know, | if I see from afar An arrow fly 'gainst the folk; It flies not so swift | that I stop it not, If ever my eyes behold it.	149. A fifth I know: when I see, by foes shot, speeding a shaft through the host, flies it never so strongly I still can stay it, if I get but a glimpse of its flight.
Chisholm:	Hollander:	Terry:	Thorpe:
I know a fifth. If a foe shoots a shaft into the host, it cannot fly so fast that I cannot stop it, if I catch sight of it.	That fifth I know, if from foemans's hand I see a spear sped into throng, never so fast it flies but its flight I can stay, once my eye lights on it.	I know a fifth: in battle's fury if someone flings a spear, it speeds not so fast but that I can stop it -- I have only to see it.	152. For the fifth I know, I see a shot from a hostile hand, a shaft flying amid the host, so swift it cannot fly that I cannot arrest it, if only I get sight of it.
Shaolin monk, anyone?

Stanza 149

Original Old Norse:	Auden & Taylor:	Bellows:	Bray:
Þat kann ek it fjórða ef mér fyrðar bera bönd at bóglimum svá ek gel at ek ganga má sprettr mér af fótum fjöturr en af höndum hapt	I know a fourth: it will free me quickly If foes should bind me fast With strong chains, a chant that makes Fetters spring from the feet, Bonds burst from the hands.	150. A fourth I know, | if men shall fasten Bonds on my bended legs; So great is the charm | that forth I may go, The fetters spring from my feet, Broken the bonds from my hands.	148. A fourth I know: if men make fast in chains the joints of my limbs, when I sing that song which shall set me free, spring the fetters from hands and feet.
Chisholm:	Hollander:	Terry:	Thorpe:
I know a fourth, so that if bonds bind my limbs, I can get free. Fetters spring from my feet, and bonds from my hands.	that fourth I know, if foemen have fettered me hand and foot: I chant a charm the chains to break, so the fetters fly off my feet, and off my hands the halter.	I know a fourth: if I should find myself fettered hand and foot, I shout the spell that sets me free, bonds break from my feet, nothing holds my hands.	151. For the forth I know, if men place bonds on my limbs, I so sing that I can walk; the fetter starts from my feet, and the manacle from my hands
Wouldn't that be a cool spell to know?

Stanza 148

Original Old Norse:	Auden & Taylor:	Bellows:	Bray:
Þat kann ek it þriðja ef mér verðr þörf mikil hapts við mína heiptmögu eggjar ek deyfi minna andskota bítat þeim vápn né velir	I know a third: in the thick of battle, If my need be great enough, It will blunt the edges of enemy swords, Their weapons will make no wounds.	149. A third I know, | if great is my need Of fetters to hold my foe; Blunt do I make | mine enemy's blade, Nor bites his sword or staff.	147. A third I know: if sore need should come of a spell to stay my foes; when I sing that song, which shall blunt their swords, nor their weapons nor staves can wound.
Chisholm:	Hollander:	Terry:	Thorpe:
I know a third for the event that I should be in dire need of fettering a foe. I can dull the blades of my attackers so that they can strike by neither weapon or wile.	That third I know, if my need be great to fetter a foeman fell: I can dull the swords of deadly foes, that nor wiles nor weapons avail.	I know a third if I should need to fetter any foe; it blunts the edge of my enemy's sword, neither wiles nor weapons work.	150. For the third I know, if I have great need to restrain my foes, the weapons’ edge I deaden: of my adversaries nor arms nor wiles harm aught.
How many have chosen this particular thought, in all the wars of all of history? “My cause is just, I will SURELY win!” Unfortunately, this is not always the case.

Stanza 147

Original Old Norse:	Auden & Taylor:	Bellows:	Bray:
Þat kann ek annat er þurfu ýta synir þeir er vilja læknar lifa	I know a second that the sons of men Must learn who wish to be leeches.	A second I know, | that men shall need Who leechcraft long to use;	146. A second I know, which the son of men must sing, who would heal the sick.
Chisholm:	Hollander:	Terry:	Thorpe:
I know another that is needed by the sons of men, who want to be leeches.	That other I know which all will need who leeches list to be: (on the bark scratch them of bole in the woods whose boughs bend to the east).	I know another which all men need who hope to be healers.	149. For the second I know, what the sons of men require, who will as leeches live. *********************** *********************** ***********************
Straight foreward and simple, this one. If you want to be a healer, you have to learn first.