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4 Hail, my grandsires ! Even now 



That has become old which you established, 

 The Great League. Ye have it as a pillow 

 In the ground where together ye are laid, 

 This Great League which you established, 



5 Though you said in far future times 

 This Great League would endure. 



In this way an end will be made here, and the hymn is 

 sung again, and then they will finish the hymn, ;and then 

 he is to go on again, walking in the house and saying as 

 follows : 

 r Hail, my grandsires ! Now listen and hear 

 Therefore now what they did, — 

 All the rules on which they agreed. 

 Those they chose to strengthen the House. 



2 Hail, my grandsires ! This they said : 

 Now then we have finished; 



We have performed the rites ; 

 We have put on the horns. 



3 Now again another thing they considered, 

 And this they said : Thus it may happen ; 

 We may have scarcely reached home 

 When another loss may come. They said : 

 This then shall be done. 



As soon as a chief is dead, 



Even then shall the horns be taken off. 



For if invested with horns 



He is borne away to the grave. 



4 O, my grandsires ! This they said : 

 We might all die, if invested with horns 

 He is borne away to the grave. 



5 Then again another thing they determined. 



6 Hail my grandsires ! They said : 



This will strengthen the House. They said: 

 If any one should be secretly killed, 

 And hidden away among fallen trees, 

 Because of the neck being white, 



: 



