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"Is it not strange," said Hilda, evading the question, "that Belsta, and Heidr, and Hulla of old, the wolf-riders, the men-devourers, could win to the uttermost secrets of galdra, though applied only to purposes the direst and fellest to man, and that I, though ever in the future, I, though tasking the Nornas not to afflict a foe, but to shape the careers of those I love, I find, indeed, my predictions fulfilled; but how often, alas! only in horror and doom!"
Igdrasil, the Ash-tree of Existence, has its roots deep down in the kingdoms of Hela or Death; its trunk reaches up heaven-high, spreads its boughs over the whole Universe: it is the Tree of Existence. At the foot of it, in the Death-kingdom, sit Three Nornas, Fates, the Past, Present, Future; watering its roots from the Sacred Well.
This early conception by progressive specification gave birth to those of the Nornas, of Valkuria, Undine, and others. The primitive fetish, or fetishes of waters out of which the specific type, afterwards personified, was evolved and formed, were at first so bound to the concrete form of the phenomenon, that although animated, it could not assume a human aspect and form.
"Is it not strange," said Hilda, evading the question, that Belsta, and Heidr, and Hulla of old, the wolf-riders, the men-devourers, could win to the uttermost secrets of galdra, though applied only to purposes the direst and fellest to man, and that I, though ever in the future, I, though tasking the Nornas not to afflict a foe, but to shape the careers of those I love, I find, indeed, my predictions fulfilled; but how often, alas! only in horror and doom!"
"By the Urdar-fount dwelling, Day by day from the rill, The Nornas besprinkle The ash Ygg-drassill, The hart bites the buds, And the snake gnaws the root, But the eagle all-seeing Keeps watch on the fruit. These drops on thy tomb From the fountain I pour; With the rune I invoke thee, With flame I restore.
Askest thou, O Hilda, the rich and the learned, askest thou counsel and lore from the daughter of Faul?" "No," answered the Vala, haughtily, "not to such as thou do the great Nornas unfold the future. What knowest thou of the runes of old, whispered by the trunkless skull to the mighty Odin? runes that control the elements, and conjure up the Shining Shadows of the grave.
"By the Urdar-fount dwelling, Day by day from the rill, The Nornas besprinkle The ash Ygg-drassill, The hart bites the buds, And the snake gnaws the root, But the eagle all-seeing Keeps watch on the fruit. These drops on thy tomb From the fountain I pour; With the rune I invoke thee, With flame I restore.
Askest thou, O Hilda, the rich and the learned, askest thou counsel and lore from the daughter of Faul?" "No," answered the Vala, haughtily, "not to such as thou do the great Nornas unfold the future. What knowest thou of the runes of old, whispered by the trunkless skull to the mighty Odin? runes that control the elements, and conjure up the Shining Shadows of the grave.
Tarry only till the year bring round the birth-day of Harold; for my sayings shall be ripe with the grape, and when the feet of the vineherd are red in the Month of the Vine , the Nornas shall knit ye together again!" Edith clasped her hands mutely, and looked hard into the face of Hilda, looked and shuddered she knew not why.
Tarry only till the year bring round the birth-day of Harold; for my sayings shall be ripe with the grape, and when the feet of the vineherd are red in the Month of the Vine , the Nornas shall knit ye together again!" Edith clasped her hands mutely, and looked hard into the face of Hilda, looked and shuddered she knew not why.
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