board, or bid me hie me hence.

_Bragi_.

8. A seat and place will the AEsir never choose for thee at their
board; for well the AEsir know for whom they ought to hold a joyous
compotation.

_Loki_.

9. Odin! dost thou remember when we in early days blended our blood
together? When to taste beer thou didst constantly refuse, unless to
both 'twas offered?

_Odin_.

10. Rise up, Vidar! and let the wolf's sire sit at our compotation;
that Loki may not utter words of contumely in Oegir's hall.

Vidar then rising, presented Loki with drink, who before drinking thus
addressed the AEsir:

11. Hail, AEsir! Hail, Asyniur! And ye, all-holy gods! all, save that
one As, who sits within there, Bragi, on yonder bench.

_Bragi_.

12. A horse and falchion I from my stores will give thee, and also
with a ring reward thee, if thou the AEsir wilt not requite with
malice. Provoke not the gods against thee.

_Loki_.

13. Of horse and rings wilt thou ever, Bragi! be in want. Of the
AEsir and the Alfar, that are here present, in conflict thou art the
most backward, and in the play of darts most timid.

_Bragi_.

14. I know that were I without, as I am now within, the hall of
Oegir, I thy head would bear in my hand, and so for lying punish thee.

_Loki_.

15. Valiant on thy seat art thou, Bragi! but so thou shouldst not
be, Bragi, the bench's pride! Go and fight, if thou art angry; a brave
man sits not considering.

_Idun_.

16. I pray thee, Bragi! let avail the bond of children, and of all
adopted sons, and to Loki speak not in reproachful words, in Oegir's
hall.

_Loki_.

17. Be silent, Idun! of all women I declare thee most fond of men,
since thou thy arms, carefully washed, didst twine round thy brother's
murderer.

_Idun_.

18. Loki I address not with opprobrious words, in Oegir's hall.
Bragi I soothe, by beer excited. I desire not that angry ye fight.

_Gefion_.

19. Why will ye, AEsir twain, here within, strive with reproachful
words? Lopt perceives not that he is deluded, and is urged on by fate.

_Loki_.

20. Be silent, Gefion! I will now just mention, how that fair youth
thy mind corrupted, who thee a necklace gave, and around whom thou thy
limbs didst twine?

_Odin_.

21. Thou art raving, Loki! and hast lost thy wits, in calling
Gefion's anger on thee; for all men's destinies, I ween, she knows as
thoroughly as I do.

_Loki_.

22. Be silent, Odin! Thou never couldst allot conflicts betwe