Ormagardskvedi

Excerpt from Ragnars saga loðbrókar'.

Eigi hugðak orma
at aldrlagi mínu
verðr mjök mörgu sinni,
þats minnst varir sjálfan.

Gnyðja mundu grísir,
ef galtar hag vissi,
mér er gnótt at grandi,
grafa inn rönum sínum
ok harðliga hváta,
hafa mik sogit, ormar
nú munk nár af bragði
ok nær dýrum deyja.

I did not look to a snake
To be my bane;
Things happen very often
To one that one thinks of the least

The young pigs would squeal
If they knew the state of the boar;
Of the injury done to me

Snakes dig in my flesh
Stab at me harshly
And have sucked on me;
Soon now will my body
Die among the beasts