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Updated: May 27, 2025
It struck the Giant full on the forehead and fell down on the floor in pieces. And Hrymer's head was left without a dint or a crack. "Ha, so you can break a cup, but can you lift up my mile-wide kettle?" cried the Giant. "Show me where your mile-wide kettle is and I shall try to lift it," cried Thor. The Giant took up the flooring and showed him the mile-wide kettle down in the cellar.
He tied the bull to the post of the door and then his eyes went toward the pillar behind which Thor and the Giant youth were hiding. The pillar split up its whole length at that look from Hrymer's eyes. He came nearer. The pillar of stone broke across. It fell with the crossbeam it supported and all the kettles and cauldrons that were hanging on the beam came down with a terrible rattle.
Then he heard the woman who was the mother of the Giant youth sing softly, as she plied her wheel behind him: Not at the pillar of the stead, But at Hrymer's massy head: When you next the goblet throw, Let his head receive the blow. Thor took the cup up again. He flung it, not at the pillar this time, but at Hrymer's head.
"Ah, but Hrymer's dwelling is beyond the deepest forest and behind the highest mountain," the Giant youth said, "and Hrymer himself is a rough and a churlish one to call on." "Still, one of us should go," Frey said. "I will go to Hrymer's dwelling," said Thor, standing up. "I will go to Hrymer's dwelling and get the mile-wide kettle from him by force or cunning."
Then a Giant youth who was there spoke up and said, "My kinsman, the Giant Hrymer, has a mead kettle that is a mile wide. If we could bring Hrymer's kettle here, what a feast we might have!" "One of us can go for that kettle," Frey said.
Thor grasped his hammer and would have flung it at her if a Giant woman, making a sign of peace, had not come to the door of the dwelling. The youthful Giant who was with Thor greeted her as his mother. "Son, come within," said she, "and you may bring your fellow farer with you." The Giant crone she was Hrymer's grandmother kept up her screaming and yelping.
On a hillock before Hrymer's house was a dreadful warden; a Giant crone she was, with heads a-many growing out of her shoulders. She was squatting down on her ankles, and her heads, growing in bunches, were looking in different directions. As Thor and the Giant youth came near screams and yelps came from all her heads.
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