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~ Historical & Classical Poetry ~
Loki...
Amongst bright Asgard’s lords
Is one, As-Loptur hight:
Like honey are his words,
His heart is foul with spite,
His form is passing fair,
And winning is his mien,
But, still, his guileful leer
Shews all is false within.
Though, oft, his traitorous wiles
The Asers’ ire provoke,
His smooth tongue, still, beguiles,
And stops th’ impending stroke:
Oft, cited to appear,
He cowers the Ash before,
At Odin’s table near
His place to Asa-Thor.
From Adam Gottlob Oehlenschläger
(1779-1850)
Short Biography of Adam Oehlenschläger
Translation by Grenville Pigott, in "A Manual of Scandinavian Mythology,
Containing a
Popular Account of the Two Eddas and of the Religion of Odin" (London, 1839)