Henry Adams Bellows · stanza 47
1923Young was I once, and wandered alone,And nought of the road I knew;Rich did I feel when a comrade I found,For man is man’s delight.3 translations are aligned to this passage.
Young was I once, and wandered alone,And nought of the road I knew;Rich did I feel when a comrade I found,For man is man’s delight.I was once young,I was journeying alone,and lost my way;rich I thought myself,when I met another.Man is the joy of man.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.Hávamál, translated by Henry Adams Bellows, in The Poetic Edda (1923). Public-domain transcription sourced from Project Gutenberg ebook 73533.
A better burden may no man bear For wanderings wide than wisdom; It is better than wealth on unknown ways, And in grief a refuge it gives.
Read passage →A better burden may no man bear For wanderings wide than wisdom; It is better than wealth on unknown ways, And in grief a refuge it gives.
Read passage →He alone is aware who has wandered wide, And far abroad has fared, How great a mind is guided by him That wealth of wisdom has.
Read passage →Fire he needs who with frozen knees Has come from the cold without; Food and clothes must the farer have, The man from the mountains come.
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