THE FOLK Odin! Odin! Asa Odin! Send upon thy folk a portent! INGIMUND [Lifting his face and spear toward the sky, intones.] By thy runes forever writ On Allwaker’s ear and Allswift’s hoof, On Sleipni’s teeth and the sledge-bands, On the Wolf’s claw and the eagle’s beak, On the bloody wings and the bridge’s end!— THE FOLK Odin! Odin! Asa Odin! Send upon thy folk a portent! INGIMUND By thy runes forever writ On Brage’s tongue and the bear’s paw, On the midwife’s palm and the amber god, On Norna’s nail and the owl’s neb, On wine and wort and the Sibyl’s seat!— THE FOLK