THE STORY OF THE VOLSUNGS
More Wise Words of Brynhild
Sigurd spake now, "Sure no wiser woman than thou art one may be found in the wide world; yea, yea, teach me more yet of thy wisdom!"
She answers, "Seemly is it that I do according to thy will, and show thee forth more redes of great avail, for thy prayer's sake and thy wisdom ;" and she spake withal --
"Be kindly to friend and kin, and reward not their trespasses against thee; bear and forbear, and win for thee thereby long enduring praise of men."
"Take good heed of evil things: a may's love, and a man's wife; full oft thereof doth ill befall!"
"Let not thy mind be overmuch crossed by unwise men at thronged meetings of folk; for oft these speak worse than they wot of; lest thou be called a dastard, and art minded to think that thou art even as is said; slay such an one on another day, and so reward his ugly talk."
"If thou farest by the way whereas bide evil things, be well ware of thyself; take not harbour near the highway, though thou be benighted, for oft abide there ill wights for men's bewilderment. "
"Let not fair women beguile thee, such as thou mayst meet at the feast, so that the thought thereof stand thee in stead of sleep, and a quiet mind; yea, draw them not to thee with kisses or other sweet things of love."
"If thou hearest the fool's word of a drunken man, strive not with him being drunk with drink and witless; many a grief, yea, and the very death, groweth from out such things."
"Fight thy foes in the field, nor be burnt in thine house."
'Never swear thou wrongsome oath; great and grim is the reward for the breaking of plighted troth."
"Give kind heed to dead men, -- sick-dead, Sea-dead, or ~word- dead; deal heedfully with their dead corpses.
"Trow never in him for whom thou hast slain father, brother, or whatso near kin, yea, though young he be; `for oft waxes wolf in youngling."
"Look thou with good heed to the wiles of thy friends; but little skill is given to me, that I should foresee the ways of thy life; yet good it were that hate fell not on thee from those of thy wife's house."
Sigurd spake, "None among the sons of men can be found wiser than thou; and thereby swear I, that thee will I have as my own, for near to my heart thou liest."
She answers, "Thee would I fainest choose, though I had all men's sons to choose from."
And thereto they plighted troth both of them.
Chapter XX: Of Sigurd's Meeting with Brynhild on the Mountain
Chapter XXII: Of the Semblance and Array of Sigurd Fafnir's bane