p. 7“Who is it breaks my sleep,
   And works me such annoy?
Deep, deep below the earth so swart
   Can I not peace enjoy?”

“O, it is the young Swaigder,
   The son thou lovest dear;
He fain would good advice from thee,
   His darling mother, hear.

“For I have now a step-mother,
   So harsh she is of mood,
And she upon me Runes has cast
   For a maid I ne’er have view’d.”

“I will give thee a noble horse,
   Shall bear thee at thy need,
And he will run upon the sea
   As on the verdant mead.

“And I will to thee a napkin give,
   ’Tis of Ager wool entire,
Before thee on the board shall stand,
   What meat thou shalt desire.

p. 8“I will to thee a deer’s horn give,
   Mark well its golden gleam;
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