Friðrek drápa inn Frisi, Part Two (UPDATED AUGUST 26!)

This is the second section of the Friðrek drápa inn Frisi. In this section, two occurrences. The first is a boar hunt. The second is a two verse depiction of a bear hunt. The important thing to know is that during his reign in the East (back in 1977-1978), Fredrick and Nicorlynn (his queen) forbade the use of the word "bear" to describe the mammal. Thus, no direct references to the bear appear in these verses. As to the bear-skin rug and the splinter, you should look at The Boreal Master page

You can here this section of the poem HERE.

I hope you enjoy these verses.

Hvernig sýna hæstu
heimill liege minna
elskandi hlatur eilifr
ölsöng sunginn fulla.

Alkuna bána-elkjar
ýla hundum byljandi
slíðrtanni ráði spyrja
slátra blóði-greiðr.
Staka þem af stokki
stinga þem af rýting;
hóf hrönn steikja heimi
hirðligr fæða dirfða

Barða stadr ok býheim
býulfr ljótlig ok hungrað
Bassi skráma born ok
blahornr all-slátraði.
Ógnað myrktönn alhýsi;
Iorek vasiknap morða.
Frekrtönn skorað fleinÞund;
flásvín drundi máttkar.

Berðir með bý-bana
bloðorm ok skoðs hagl
rauð-flóði út ran ok
ráfa-regns týrta rifi.
Strang-dafar strá-drapa
smali-hjarðar hlyja;
róinn-bekka röggi
ransakka þu bana-flís.

Hlátur þinn að heyra
hlið komum með liege
Komum með heim kennar
kátliga þegnur tengda


Bring us home, my liege, to you, Sing the old ale-songs with loud loving laughter.

Notorious elk-bane [HUNTER], the howl of the roaring hounds, as they scented the sharp-tusked boars, lead us to the bloody-slaughter. You stuck them with spears - stuck them with daggers. You hefted home much meat to feed the bold hirth-men.

Bee wolf attacked the farm and hive. Bassi frightened children and mauled Blue-horn. Dark tooth threatened all the land. Iorek murdered the sheaf-beard [FARMER]. Greedy tooth challenged spear-Þund [WARRIOR]; Swine-flayer roared horribly.

You fought with the bee-slayer using blood-snake {SPEAR] and wound-reed [ARROW]. a red-flood [BLOOD] ran out and howling rent the rain-roof [SKY]. You slew all the strong-butts [BEARS] and saved the flocks. You gained a soft rowing-bench rug and avoided the splinter.

Your laughter leads us; liege, we come home. We come home, master, merry thanes to join you.