Henry Adams Bellows · stanza 133
1923Oft scarcely he knows who sits in the houseWhat kind is the man who comes;None so good is found that faults he has not,Nor so wicked that nought he is worth.3 translations are aligned to this passage.
Oft scarcely he knows who sits in the houseWhat kind is the man who comes;None so good is found that faults he has not,Nor so wicked that nought he is worth.Vices and virtuesthe sons of mortals bearin their breasts mingled;no one is so goodthat no failing attends him,nor so bad as to be good for nothing.opt vitu ógörla þeirs sitja inni fyrir,hvers þeir’u kyns es koma.Esat maþr svá góþr, at galli né fylgi,né svá illr, at einugi dugi.They know but unsurely who sit withinwhat manner of man is come:none is found so good, but some fault attends him,or so ill but he serves for somewhat.Hávamál, translated by Henry Adams Bellows, in The Poetic Edda (1923). Public-domain transcription sourced from Project Gutenberg ebook 73533.
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