Tuesday, September 29, 2009

For my craft is cunning and cannot fail for fault -- twice is too frequent.

So, I forgot to translate the kennings in the last post's title:

Yet the sweet mead of Suttung may mold the mind-speaker in many ways sly and slippery

  • the 'mead of Suttung' is poetry
  • the 'mind-speaker' which it molds is the tongue

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