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Hovamol

 Great thy gain if thou learnest:
In evil never  joy shalt thou know,
 But glad the good shall make thee.

129.[1] I rede thee, Loddfafnir!  and hear thou my rede,—
 Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
 Great thy gain if thou learnest:
Look not up  when the battle is on,—
(Like madmen the sons  of men become,—)
 Lest men bewitch thy wits.

130. I rede thee, Loddfafnir!  and hear thou my rede,—
 Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
 Great thy gain if thou learnest:
If thou fain wouldst win  a woman's love,
 And gladness get from her,
Fair be thy promise  and well fulfilled;
 None loathes what good he gets.

131.[2] I rede thee, Loddfafnir!  and hear thou my rede,—
 Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
 Great thy gain if thou learnest:
I bid thee be wary,  but be not fearful;
(Beware most with ale  or another's wife,
And third beware  lest a thief outwit thee.)

  1. ↑ Line 5 is apparently interpolated.
  2. ↑ Lines 5-6 probably were inserted from a different poem.

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