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- 32 I saw for Baldr, for the bloody god,
- Odin’s child, his fate in store;
- there stood grown—higher than the plain,
- slender and very fair—the mistletoe.
- 33 From that stem which seemed so slender
- there came a dangerous grief-dart: Hod started to shoot;
- Baldr’s brother was born quickly;
- Odin’s son started killing at one night old.
- 34 He never washed his hands nor combed his hair,
- until he brought Baldr’s adversary to the funeral pyre;
- and in Fen-halls Frigg wept
- for Valhall’s woe—do you want to know more: and what?
- - Poetic Edda, Völuspá
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