The Legend of Sigurd & Gudrún Quotes

“Faith then they vowed
Fast, unyielding,
There each to each
In oaths binding.
Bliss there was born
When Brynhild woke;
Yet fate is strong
To find its end.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Legend of Sigurd & Gudrún

“A tree there towere Tall and branching That house upholding The hall's wonder Its leaves their hangings Its limbs rafters Its mighty bole In the midst standing.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Legend of Sigurd & Gudrún

“Gunnar:
'Vile words to use,
thou Valkyrie,
thou slayer of men,
and sword-hearted!"

Brynhild:
'If sword I had,
I would slay thee now,
for thy secret treason,
for thy sundered oaths!”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Legend of Sigurd & Gudrún

“Há uma casa de que o sol não tem visão,
nas praias escuras de sombria construção
onde a Costa Mortal tocam as frias ondas
e para norte se volta a porta embrenhada nas sombras;
a chuva venenosa os tabiques deixam passar,
das serpentes na parede a avançar.

Carregados com fardos pesados aí se arrastam
os homens perjuros, os homens que traíram
a confiança de um amigo; e aí o acobardado
e o lobo assassino é devorada:
de Yggdrasil, ainda o dragão
as raízes mordia, mas aí encontra a satisfação.

Apressa-se o dragão em voo débil
Sobre a praia escura e estéril,
das terríveis profundezas saltará
e sob a asa esses corpos transportará,
mergulhando então, os mares sobre a sua cabeça serão fechados
para sempre, sobre mortos e condenados.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Legend of Sigurd & Gudrún

“Tolkien`s translation of Voluspa

The younger gods again shall meet
in Idavellir’s pastures sweet,
and tales shall tell of ancient doom,
the Serpent and the fire and gloom,
and that old king of Gods recall
his might and wisdom ere the fall.
There marvellous shall again be found
cast in the grass upon the ground
the golden chess wherewith they played
when Ásgard long ago was made,
when all their courts were filled with gold
in the first merriment of old.
A house I see that standeth there
bright-builded, than the Sun more fair:
o’er Gimlé shine its tiles of gold,
its halls no grief nor evil hold,
and there shall worthy men and true
in living days delight pursue.
Unsown shall fields of wheat grow white
when Baldur cometh after night;
the ruined halls of Ódin’s host,
the windy towers on heaven’s coast,
shall golden be rebuilt again,
all ills be healed in Baldur’s reign.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, El Señor y los demás son Cuentos