Henry Adams Bellows · stanza 165
1923An eighteenth I know, that ne’er will I tellTo maiden or wife of man,—The best is what none but one’s self doth know,So comes the end of the songs,—Save only to her in whose arms I lie,Or who else my sister is.Free to read · Built for close study
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An eighteenth I know, that ne’er will I tellTo maiden or wife of man,—The best is what none but one’s self doth know,So comes the end of the songs,—Save only to her in whose arms I lie,Or who else my sister is.Hávamál, translated by Henry Adams Bellows, in The Poetic Edda (1923). Public-domain transcription sourced from Project Gutenberg ebook 73533.
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