Olive Bray · stanza 76
1908Cattle die and kinsmen die,thyself too soon must die,but one thing will never, I ween, will die,—the doom on each one dead.The Elder or Poetic Edda, 1908
Cattle die and kinsmen die,thyself too soon must die,but one thing will never, I ween, will die,—the doom on each one dead.