Helgakvitha Hundingsbana I
(Here begins the lay of Helgi Hundingbane and h.
(Hothbrodd?) The lay of the Volsungs.”)
1. In olden days, when eagles screamed,
And holy streams from heaven’s crags fell,
Was Helgi then, the hero-hearted,
Borghild’s son, in Bralund born.
2. ‘Twas night in the dwelling, and Norns there came,
Who shaped the life of the lofty one;
They bade him most famed of fighters all
And best of princes ever to be.
3. Mightily wove they the web of fate,
While Bralund’s towns were trembling all;
And there the golden threads they wove,
And in the moon’s hall fast they made them.
4. East and west the ends they hid,
In the middle the hero should have his land;
And Neri’s kinswoman northward cast
A chain, and bade it firm ever to be.
5. Once sorrow had the Ylfings’ son,
And grief the bride who the loved one had borne.
(Ed. note - The Ylfings’ and the Volsungs are not
however the same family)
6. Quoth raven to raven, on treetop resting,
Seeking for food, “There is something I know,
7. “In mail-coat stands the son of Sigmund,
A half-day old; now day is here;
His eyes flash sharp as the hero’s are,
He is friend of the wolves; full glad are we.”
8. The warrior throng a ruler thought him,
Good times, they said, mankind should see;
The king himself from battle-press came,
To give the prince a leek full proud.
9. Helgi he named him, and Hringstathir gave him,
Solfjoll, Snaefjoll, and Sigarsvoll,
Hringstoth, Hotun, and Himinvangar,
And a blood-snake bedecked to Sinfjotli’s brother.
10. Mighty he grew in the midst of his friends,
The fair-born elm, in fortune’s glow;
To his comrades gold he gladly gave,
The hero spared not the blood-flecked hoard.
11. Short time for war the chieftain waited,
When fifteen winters old he was;
Hunding he slew, the hardy wight
Who long had ruled o’er lands and men.
12. Of Sigmund’s son then next they sought
Hoard and rings, the sons of Hunding;
They bade the prince requital pay
For booty stolen and father slain.
13. The prince let not their prayers avail,
Nor gold for their dead did the kinsmen get;
Waiting, he said, was a mighty storm
Of lances gray and Othin’s grimness.
14. The warriors forth to the battle went,
The field they chose at Logafjoll;
Frothi’s peace midst foes they broke,
Through the isle went hungrily Vithrir’s hounds.
15. The king then sat, when he had slain
Eyjolf and Alf, ‘neath the eagle-stone;
Hjorvarth and Hovarth, Hunding’s sons,
The kin of the spear-wielder, all had he killed.
16. Then glittered light from Logafjoll,
And from the light the flashes leaped;
17. -lacuna- (He saw there mighty maidens riding,)
High under helms on heaven’s field;
Their byrnies all with blood were red,
And from their spears the sparks flew forth.
Early then in wolf-wood asked
The mighty king of the southern maid,
If with the hero home would she
Come that night; the weapons clashed.
18. Down from her horse sprang Hogni’s daughter,-
The shields were still,- and spake to the hero;
“Other tasks are ours, methinks,
Than drinking beer with the breaker of rings.
19. “My father has pledged his daughter fair
As bride to Granmar’s son so grim;
But, Helgi, I once Hothbrodd called
As fine a king as the son of a cat.
20. “Yet the hero will come a few nights hence,
-lacuna- (And home will carry Hogni’s daughter,)
Unless thou dost bid him the battle-ground seek,
Or takest the maid from the warrior mighty.”
21. “Fear him not, though Isung he felled,
First must our courage keen be tried,
Before unwilling thou fare with the knave;
Weapons will clash, if to death I come not.”
22. Messengers sent the mighty one then,
By land and by sea, a host to seek,
Store of wealth of the water’s gleam,
And men to summon, and sons of men.
23. “Bid them straightway seek the ships,
And off Brandey ready to be!”
There the chief waited till thither were come
Men by hundreds from Hethinsey.
24. Soon off Stafnsnes stood the ships,
Fair they glided and gay with gold;
Then Helgi spake to Hjorleif asking:
“Hast thou counted the gallant host?”
25. The young king answered the other then;
“Long were it to tell from Tronueyr
The long-stemmed ships with warriors laden
That come from without into Orvasund.
26. -lacuna- (not indicated)
“There are hundreds twelve of trusty men,
But in Hotun lied the host of the king,
Greater by half; I have hope of battle.”
27. The ship’s-tents soon the chieftain struck,
And waked the throng of warriors all;
(The heroes the red of dawn beheld;)
And on the masts the gallant men
Made fast the sails in Varinsfjord.
28. There was the beat of oars and clash of iron,
Shield smote shield as the ships’-folk rowed;
Swiftly went the warrior-laden
Fleet of the ruler forth from the land.
29. So did it sound, when together the sisters
Of Kolga struck with the keels full long,
As if cliffs were broken with beating surf,
-lacuna- (V. Now there was a great storm....)
30. Helgi bade higher hoist the sails,
Nor did the ships’-folk shun the waves,
Though dreadfully did Aegir’s daughters
Seek the steeds of the sea to sink.
31. But from above did Sigrun brave
Aid the men and all their faring;
Mightily came from the claws of Ran
The leader’s sea-beast of Gnipalund.
32. At evening there in Unavagar
Floated the fleet bedecked full fair;
But they who saw from Svarin’s hill,
Bitter at heart the host beheld.
33. Then Gothmund asked, goodly of birth,
“Who is the monarch who guides the host,
And to the land the warriors leads?”
Sinfjotli answered, and up on an oar
Raised a shield all red with golden rim;
A sea-sentry was he, skilled to speak,
And in words with princes well to strive.
34. “Say tonight when you feed the swine,
And send you bitches to seek their swill,
That out of the East have Ylfings come,
Greedy for battle, to Gnipalund.
35. “There will Hothbrodd Helgi find,
In the midst of the fleet, and flight he scorns;
Often has he the eagles gorged,
Whilst thou at the quern wert slave-girls kissing.”
36. “Hero, the ancient sayings heed,
And bring not lied to the nobly born,
-lacuna- (both in doubt)
37. “Thou has eaten the entrails of wolves,
And of thy brothers the slayer been;
Oft wounds to suck thy cold mouth sought,
And loathed in rocky dens didst lurk.”
38. “A witch in Varin’s isle thou wast,
A woman false, and lies didst fashion;
Of the mail-clad heroes thou wouldst have
No other, thou saidst, save Sinfjotli only.
39. “A Valkyrie wast thou, loathly witch,
Evil and base, in Allfather’s home;
The warriors all must ever fight,
Woman subtle, for sake of thee.
Nine did we in Sogunes
Of wolf-cubs have; I their father was.”
41. “Thou didst not father Fenrir’s-wolves,
Though older thou art than all I know;
For they gelded thee in Gnipalund,
The giant-women at Thorsnes once.
42. “Under houses the stepson of Siggeir lay,
Fain of the wolf’s cry out in the woods;
Evil came then all to thy hands,
When thy brothers’ breasts thou didst redden,
Fame didst thou win for foulest deeds.
43. “In Bravoll was thou Grani’s bride,
Golden-bitted and ready to gallop;
I rode thee many a mile, and down
Didst sink, thou giantess, under the saddle.”
44. “A brainless fellow didst seem to be,
When once for Gollnir goats didst milk,
And another time when as Imth’s daughter
In rags thou wentest; wilt longer wrangle?”
45. “Sooner would I at Frekastein
Feed the ravens with flesh of thine
Than send your bitches to seek their swill,
Or feed the swine; may the fiends take you!”
46. “Better, Sinfjotli, thee ‘twould beseem
Battle to give and eagles to gladden,
Than vain and empty words to utter,
Though ring-breakers oft in speech to wrangle.
47. “Good I find not the sons of Granmar,
But for heroes ‘tis seemly the truth to speak;
At Moinsheimar proved the men
That hearts for the wielding of swords they had.”
48. Mightily then they made to run
Sviputh and Sveggjuth to Solheimar;
(By dewy dales and chasms dark,
Mist’s horse shook where the men went by;)
The king they found at his courtyard gate,
And told him the foeman fierce was come.
49. Forth stood Hothbrodd, helmed for battle,
Watched the riding of his warriors;
“Why are the Hniflungs white with fear?”
50. “Swift keels lie hard by the land,
(Mast-ring harts and mighty yards,
Wealth of shields and well-planed oars;)
The king’s fair host, the Ylfings haughty;
Fifteen bands to land have fared,
But out in Sogn are seven thousand.
51. “At anchor lying off Gnipalund
Are fire-beasts black, all fitted with gold;
There wait most of the foeman’s men,
Nor will Helgi long the battle delay.”
52. “Bid the horses run to the Reginthing,
Melnir and Mylnir to Myrkwood now,
(And Sporvitnir to Sparinsheith;)
Let no man seek henceforth to sit
Who the flame of wounds knows well to wield.
53. “Summon Hogni, the sons of Hring,
Atli and Yngvi and Alf the Old;
Glad they are of battle ever;
Against the Volsungs let us go.”
54. Swift as a storm there smote together
The flashing blades at Frekastein;
Ever was Helgi, Hunding’s slayer,
First in the throng where warriors fought;
(Fierce in battle, slow to fly,
Hard the heart of the hero was.)
55. From heaven there came the maidens helmed,-
The weapon-clang grew,- who watched o’er the king;
Spake Sigrun fair,- the wound-givers flew,
And the horse of the giantess raven’s-food had:-
56. “Hail to thee, hero! full happy with men,
Offspring of Yngvi, shalt ever live,
For thou the fearless foe hast slain
Who to many the dread of death had brought.
57. “Warrior, well for thyself has won
Red rings bright and the noble bride;
Both now, warrior, thine shall be,
Hogni’s daughter and Hringstathir,
Wealth and triumph; the battle wanes.”