Henry Adams Bellows · stanza 14
1923Drunk I was, I was dead-drunk,When with Fjalar wise I was;‘Tis the best of drinking if back one bringsHis wisdom with him home.3 translations are aligned to this passage.
Drunk I was, I was dead-drunk,When with Fjalar wise I was;‘Tis the best of drinking if back one bringsHis wisdom with him home.Drunk I was,I was over-drunk,at that cunning Fjalar’s.It’s the best drunkenness,when every one after itregains his reason.Drunk was I then, I was over drunkin that crafty Jötun’s court.But best is an ale feast when man is ableto call back his wits at once.Hávamál, translated by Henry Adams Bellows, in The Poetic Edda (1923). Public-domain transcription sourced from Project Gutenberg ebook 73533.
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