Olive Bray · stanza 47
1908Young was I once, I walked alone,and bewildered seemed in the way;then I found me another and rich I thought me,for man is the joy of man.Printed edition
Stanza 47
The Elder or Poetic Edda, 1908
The Elder or Poetic Edda, 1908
Young was I once, I walked alone,and bewildered seemed in the way;then I found me another and rich I thought me,for man is the joy of man.