Loki, like hunger itself, devoured all that was set
before him, but Logi was in reality nothing else than
Fire, and therefore consumed not only the meat, bat
the trough which held it. Hugi, with whom Thialfi
contended in running, was Thought, and it was impossible
for Thialfi to keep pace with that. When thou
in thy turn didst attempt to empty the horn, thou
didst perform, by my troth, a deed so marvellous that
had I not seen it myself I should never have believed
it. For one end of that horn reached the sea,
which thou wast not aware of, but when thou comest
to the shore thou wilt perceive how much the sea has
sunk by thy draughts. Thou didst perform a feat
no less wonderful by lifting up the cat, and to tell
thee the truth, when we saw that one of his paws was
off the floor, we were all of us terror-stricken,
for what thou tookest for a cat was in reality the
Midgard serpent that encompasseth the earth, and he
was so stretched by thee that he was barely long enough
to enclose it between his head and tail. Thy wrestling
with Elli was also a most astonishing feat, for there
was never yet a man, nor ever will be, whom Old Age,
for such in fact was Elli, will not sooner or later
lay low. But now, as we are going to part, let
me tell thee that it will be better for both of us
if thou never come near me again, for shouldst thou
do so, I shall again defend myself by other illusions,
so that thou wilt only lose thy labor and get no fame
from the contest with me.”
On hearing these words Thor in a rage laid hold of
his mallet and would have launched it at him, but
Utgard-Loki had disappeared, and when Thor would have
returned to the city to destroy it, he found nothing
around him but a verdant plain.
CHAPTER XL
The death of Baldur—the
elves—runic letters—Iceland—Teutonic
mythology—Nibelungen Lied
THE DEATH OF BALDUR
Baldur the Good, having been tormented with terrible
dreams indicating that his life was in peril, told
them to the assembled gods, who resolved to conjure
all things to avert from him the threatened danger.
Then Frigga, the wife of Odin, exacted an oath from
fire and water, from iron and all other metals, from
stones, trees, diseases, beasts, birds, poisons, and
creeping things, that none of them would do any harm
to Baldur. Odin, not satisfied with all this,
and feeling alarmed for the fate of his son, determined
to consult the prophetess Angerbode, a giantess, mother
of Fenris, Hela, and the Midgard serpent. She
was dead, and Odin was forced to seek her in Hela’s
dominions. This Descent of Odin forms the subject
of Gray’s fine ode beginning,—
“Uprose the king of
men with speed
And saddled straight his coal-black
steed”