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Old Norse poem
Do you know how to cut them,
know how to stain them,
Know how to read them,
how to understand?
Do you know how to evoke them,
know how to send them,
Know how to offer, know how to ask?
It is better not to offer than to offer too much
for a gift demands a gift.
Better not to slay than to slay too many.
Thus did Oden speak before the earth began
when he rose up in after time.
These runes I know, unknown to kings' wives
Or any earthly man. "Help" one is called,
For help is its gift, and helped you will be
In sickness and care and sorrow.
Another I know, which all will need
Who would study leechcraft.
On the bark scratch them, on the bole of trees
Whose boughs bend to the east.
I know a third:
If my need be great in battle
It dulls the swords of deadly fose,
Neither wiles nor weapons wound me
And I go all unscathed...
The truth is that life is hard and dangerous; that those
who seek their own happiness do not find it; that those
who are weak must suffer; that those who demand love
will be disappointed; that those who are greedy will not
be fed; that those who seek peace will find strife; that
thruth is only for the brave; that joy is only for those who
do not fear to be alone; that life is only for the one who is
not afraid to die.