As summer dies another death, And days grow short and nights grow long, As raven croak replaces robin song, First frost touches us with frozen breath;
(First frost covers land in frozen breath)
As Grimnir waits for Agnar’s horn And sits, cloak singed, among the flame, As Wanderer goes forth to earn his name, Ensure that Hodr’s bane will be born:
(Ensure that Baldr’s brother will be born)
Now will the Hunter bend his bow, Prepare his skis for coming of snow. Now will Ollerus ascend the shelf, Dispense wise words to Ash, Ás, and Alf.
(Give great gifts to man, god, and elf)
All hail Ullr, glorious oath-hearing lord. All hail Ullr, master of bow, shield, and sword.
© 2009 Sorn Skald
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