Hávamál · Hávamál proper

Henry Adams Bellows stanza 1

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Henry Adams Bellows · stanza 1

1923
Within the gates ere a man shall go,(Full warily let him watch,)Full long let him look about him;For little he knows where a foe may lurk,And sit in the seats within.
The Poetic Edda: Translated from the Icelandic with an Introduction and NotesPublic domain in the United States
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Benjamin Thorpe · stanza 1

1866
All door-ways,before going forward,should be looked to;for difficult it is to knowwhere foes may sitwithin a dwelling.
The Edda of Sæmund the LearnedPublic domain

Olive Bray · stanza 1

1908
Old Norse
Gáttir allar,áþr gangi fram,umb skoþask skyli,umb skygnask skyli;þvít óvist es,hvar óvinirsitja á fleti fyrir.
English translation
At every door-way,ere one enters,one should spy round,one should pry roundfor uncertain is the wittingthat there be no foeman sitting,within, before one on the floor.
The Elder or Poetic EddaPublic domain
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The Poetic Edda: Translated from the Icelandic with an Introduction and Notes

Hávamál, translated by Henry Adams Bellows, in The Poetic Edda (1923). Public-domain transcription sourced from Project Gutenberg ebook 73533.

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Henry Adams Bellows
Published
1923
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Public domain in the United States
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