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FRITHIOF’S SAGA 58
Mingled with these, moved slowly about in flocks without
number,
Sheep with fleeces of snow, as float in the beautiful heavens
Thick, white, feathery clouds at the gentle breathing of
spring-time.
Twice twelve spirited steeds, like terrible winds in
confinement,
Pawed in the stalls impatient, and champ’d the growth of
the meadows;
Red silk shone in their manes, and their hoofs were
flashing with steel shoes.
But a house for itself was the banquet hall, fashioned in
fir-wood;
Not five hundred, though told ten dozen to every
hundred,
Filled that chamber so vast, when they gathered for
Yule-tide carousing.
Through the whole length of the hall shonb forth the table
of oak wood,
Brighter than steel, and polished; the pillars twain of the
high seat
Stood on each side thereof; two gods deep carved out of
elm wood:
(Odin with glance of a king, and Frey with the sun on
his forehead).
Lately betwixt them sat on his bear-skin (this was as coal
black,
Scarlet red were the jaws, and the paws with silver
be-shodden):
Thorsten still with his friends, Hospitality sitting with
Gladness.
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