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'Good sporting there, at all events, among these dragons, quoth Smid the son of Troll, armourer to the party. 'As good as Thor's when he caught Snake Midgard with the bullock's head, said Wulf. It turned to the east for a hundred days' journey more, all round Arabia and India, among forests full of elephants and dog-headed women. 'Better and better, Smid! growled Wulf, approvingly.

Up from the waters of the Well of Wisdom he drew it, and by the power of the runes he knew he made the head speak to him. Where best might the Æsir and the Vanir and the Einherjar, who were the Champions of Midgard, meet, and how best might they strive with the forces of Muspelheim and Jötunheim and Hel?

His mighty horse trod the earth of Midgard, and swam the river that divides Midgard, the World of Men, from Jötunheim, the Realm of the Giants. He rode on heedlessly and recklessly, as he did all things. Then out of the iron forests came the monstrous wolves of Jötunheim, to tear and devour him and his mighty horse. It was well for Skirnir that he had in his belt Frey's magic sword.

And Gunnlöd, who had tasted a little of the Magic Mead, wandered through the world singing of the beauty and the might of Odin, and of her love for him. It was not only to Giants and Men that Odin showed himself in the days when he went through Jötunheim and Midgard as Vegtam the Wanderer.

Another night counted among the interminable nights which have dragged their slow length across the couch of sleeplessness. To Sheila, lying in the four-poster a downy couch, indeed, for a quiet conscience the space of time after she blew out her lamp and until the dawn passed like the sluggish coils of some Midgard serpent. An eternity in itself.

And of his three evil children here Dickie would, for what reason he knew not, always feel his mother hold him more closely, while her voice took a deeper tone Fenrir the wolf, who, when Thor sought to bind him, bit off the brave god's right hand; and Jörmungand the Midgard serpent, who, tail in mouth, circles the world; and Hela, the pale queen, who reigns in Niflheim over the dim kingdoms of the dead.

So we'll have to lick these geeks before it runs out, because we can't lick them with gun-butts and bayonets." "Well, how about nuclear weapons?" Paula asked. "I hate to suggest it I know what they did on Mimir, and Fenris, and Midgard, and what they did on Terra, during the First Century. But it may be our only chance."

Many stories are told of his prowess, of his conflicts with the giants, who, however, give him a good deal of trouble with their cunning; and of his catching the Midgard serpent which surrounds the world at the bottom of the sea.

He flung the serpent into the ocean that engirdles the world. But in the depths of the ocean Jörmungand flourished. It grew and grew until it encircled the whole world. And men knew it as the Midgard Serpent. Fenrir the Wolf might not be seized upon by any of the Æsir.

"The great Midgard snake lies hereabouts. Let us turn back!" "Not yet," answered Thor quietly. "We will fish here a little while." Without loss of time he took from his pocket a strong hook, wonderfully made, to which he fastened a long line as strong as ten ships' cables twisted together; then he carefully baited the hook with the gory head of the Heaven-breaker ox, and threw it into the water.

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