Henry Adams Bellows · stanza 47
1923Young was I once, and wandered alone,And nought of the road I knew;Rich did I feel when a comrade I found,For man is man’s delight.The Poetic Edda: Translated from the Icelandic with an Introduction and Notes, 1923
Young was I once, and wandered alone,And nought of the road I knew;Rich did I feel when a comrade I found,For man is man’s delight.