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He belongs to the Yotun race, but was early adopted among the gods. He was fair in looks, but wily and evil in spirit. He had three evil children the Fenris-Wolf, the Midgard-Serpent, and Hel. The gods knew that this offspring of Loke would cause trouble; therefore they tied the Fenris-Wolf, threw the serpent into the sea, and hurled Hel down into Niflheim, where she became the ruler of the dead.
Here Loki uttered an exclamation of delight, but Thor bade him be silent, and Utgarda Loke went on: "Thialfe's enemy was Hugr, or Thought, and let man work away as hard as he pleases, Thought will still outrun him. "As for yourself, the end of the drinking-horn, though you did not see it, reached the sea, and as fast as you emptied it, it filled again, so that you never could have drained it dry.
Loke was essentially of an evil nature, and descended from the giants, the enemies of the gods; but he was mysteriously associated with Odin from the infancy of creation.
Utgard Loke called a young man named Huge, and bade him run with Thjalfe. Thjalfe runs his best, at three several attempts according to received Saga customs, but is of course beaten in the race. "Then asked Utgard Loke of Thor, what were the feats that he would attempt corresponding to the fame that went abroad of him? Thor answered that he thought he could beat any one at drinking.
"What!" he gasped; and then his voice rose to a roar. "And the Englishman is her lover?" "You are wiser than I expected," the King laughed. "I intend to call you Thrym after this, for it is unlikely that Loke made a greater fool of the Giant. Your enemies will make derisive songs about it." Stamping with rage, the Jotun hammered his huge fist upon a tree-trunk until bark flew in every direction.
Ashamed and mortified, he and his companions withdrew to a lodging for the night, and in the morning were making ready to leave the city quietly, when Utgarda Loke sent for them. He made them a splendid feast, and afterwards went with them beyond the city gates. "Now tell me honestly," said he to Thor, "what do you think of your success?"
I believe that my old nurse Hela would be more than a match for you. Here, Hela, come and wrestle with the mighty god Thor." And Utgarda Loke laughed disdainfully. Forth stepped a decrepit old woman, with lank cheeks and toothless jaws. Her eyes were sunken, her brow furrowed, and her scanty locks were white as snow.
Lopt placed himself at one end and Loge at the other. Both ate the best they could, and they met in the middle of the trough. Lopt had picked the meat from the bones, but Loge had eaten meat, bones, and trough altogether. All agreed Lopt was beaten. Thjalfe answered, that he would run a race with any one that Utgard Loke would appoint. There was a very good race ground on a level field.
Will you receive her, brother Stephen? and take care of her? and do it as soon as possible?" Mr. Stephen Toller's cordial reply mentioned that his vessel was ready to sail, and would pass the mouth of The Loke on her southward voyage. His brother caught at the idea thus suggested. I have alluded to Giles Toller's sly look to his lodger, when I returned the manuscript of the confession.
Thor crushes the head of the Midgard-Serpent, but is stifled to death by its venom. Frey is felled by Surt, and Loke and Heimdal kill each other. Finally Surt hurls his fire over the world, gods and men die, and the shriveling earth sinks into the abyss. But the world shall rise again and the dead come to life.
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