. Balder's death and Loke's punishment . Peace settled upon her pale features— A white flower silvered in moonlight:And speech passed her lips, to a VisionAddressed, and then she woke, joyful:Dear Mother and Sister, farewell!Your Nanna may go to her lives were so closely inwovenThat even in death we are mated—Give thanks to kind Verdand, the weaver!Dear Mother and Sister, farewell!And again Nanna slept,And thenceforth did Frigg and sad SigynKeep deathwatch for Nanna and when his great pyre was built. 14 EALDERS DEATH. She is laid be- Qn the broad deck of Ringhorn, his ves
. Balder's death and Loke's punishment . Peace settled upon her pale features— A white flower silvered in moonlight:And speech passed her lips, to a VisionAddressed, and then she woke, joyful:Dear Mother and Sister, farewell!Your Nanna may go to her lives were so closely inwovenThat even in death we are mated—Give thanks to kind Verdand, the weaver!Dear Mother and Sister, farewell!And again Nanna slept,And thenceforth did Frigg and sad SigynKeep deathwatch for Nanna and when his great pyre was built. 14 EALDERS DEATH. She is laid be- Qn the broad deck of Ringhorn, his vessel, side Balder on , his pyre. By Balder s side they laid Nanna, Till the solemn rites should be renderedIf Hermod returned from his MissionWith refusal to Asgard from Hel. Hermodsjourney toHell. IV. In the meantime fleet Sleipner sped northward,And never he stopped or turned backAs he galloped through valleys, oer chasms,Save once, at the Bridge, where a herald,Its keeper, called Hail! to challengeHis passing. I am Hermod! To Hel. He entersHelheim HERMOD DEPARTING FOR HELL. Is my mission, for Balder! And ready reply came, Pass on! It was over this Bridge he descended. God speed thee! Greet Balder! And again vast stretches he covered Till the Walls and the Gates rose, of Hell. Hail Hermod! hail Sleipner! said Balder, And drew near with Nanna to Hermod To fondle the steed, as in Asgard Was ever his But when he seemed to embrace them, His arms, they were naught but a shadow; BALDERS DEATH. 15 And a shadow was Nanna, and shadowsThe ghosts that swarmed round them,Each bearing a brand on its foreheadOf Hels, the slothful, the craven,The wicked, but each with a hopeIn its eyes, and a light as in Balders,For light still beamed from his eyesAnd a halo still circled his body—Heavens Sun midst the shadows of Hell! Hail, Hermod! Hail, Sleipner! said Balder,and receives But your journey to Helheim is bootless, Balders mes- _ , , •, ■ tt sage to Asgard. Save that you may
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