Þetta er enn vargs heiti sem Hallr kvað: (323) Heiðingja sleit hungri, hárr gylðir naut sára, granar rauð gramr á Fenri, gekk úlfr í ben drekka.
(210,1) Thus sang Hallr: He sated the Heath-Beasts’ Hunger: The hoar howler in wounds gladdened; The king reddened the Wild One’s mouth-hairs,-- The Wolf went to drink of the wound.
Ok enn sem Þórðr kvað: (324) Óð — en œrnu náði íms sveit Freka hveiti, Gera ǫlðra naut gylðir — Gjálpar stóð í blóði.
And again, as Thórdr sang: In blood Gjálp’s Stud-Horse waded, The dusty pack got fullness Of the Greedy One’s Wheat; the howler Enjoyed the Ravener’s Gore-Drink.
