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Hail to Ullr
Poetic form: Ljóđaháttr (Song Meter)
dreaming Deep Ullr´s hall,
in frosted eaves fling shadows far
Shafts on snow fall Shot from ice bow.
Elf-shot melts with morning light bold.
Sun on snow
blinds Blazes bow-god eyes
As for the quarry they quest, ice-blue.
Oath-lord takes scent Waits silent for kill.
Knock the bow and beat the heart.
Rhythm of the
dance Reason for the draw.
Sif´s son patterns Holda´s gown with prints
He praises her.
Swift death bursts blood on the brightness.
hunter! Hallow the beast.
Ullr´s shield sets sail with its cold cargo.
Sharp bolt slays prey Deep shield sleighs prey
Fast the wolf to feasting hall fair, the pack to feed.
the dead Tight hold the living
Frost fire warms no heart as friendship does.
Yet burns flesh tender Bitter bright is Midgard,
Scalds without warmth, words alone make the hearth glow.
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