Gripla - 20.12.2008, Page 96

GRIPLA94
You shall row past the mountain of fjordmen
out on the troubled sea,
there the cod will glitter,
if you will find Grímr’s bank;
there you shall then lie at anchor;
– Þórr has love for Frigg –
let the snub-nosed shiverer row
along the headland in Hrakhvammr.
(Complete Sagas of Icelanders, II, 246, slightly modified)3
As we might have expected, when Ingjaldr rows out to the spot, a fierce
storm comes up. Not only that: a red-bearded man named Grímr is out
fishing too and will not let Ingjaldr leave until he has filled his boat.
Meanwhile back at the farm:
Þat bar til um daginn heima at Ingjaldshváli um miðdegi, at komit
var upp á skjá um máltíð á stofu ok kveðit þetta með dimmri raust:
Út reri einn á báti
Ingjaldr í skinnfeldi,
týndi átján önglum
Ingjaldr í skinnfeldi,
ok fertugu færi
Ingjaldr í skinnfeldi,
aptr kom aldri síðan
Ingjaldr í skinnfeldi.
Mönnum brá mjök við þetta, en þat hafa menn fyrir satt, at Hetta
tröllkona muni þetta kveðit hafa, því at hon ætlaði, sem hon vildi, at
Ingjaldr skyldi aldri aptr hafa komit, sem hon hafdi ráð til sett (ÍF
13, 127; Skj AII, 450).
That day at home in Ingjaldshváll it happened around midday that
someone came to the window of the main room about mealtime and
spoke these words in a deep voice:
3 Translations are mostly taken from the Complete Sagas of Icelanders volumes but where no
published translation is cited, are my own.