Drawing his mind off from his woe, she bade him be zealous in the pursuit of war; declaring that it was better for so brave a father to avenge the bloodstained ashes of his son with weapons than with tears.

She also told him not to whimper like a woman, and get as much disgrace by his tears as he had once earned glory by his valour.
Upon these words Ragnar began to fear lest he should destroy his ancient name for courage by his womanish sorrow; so, shaking off his melancholy garb and putting away his signs of mourning, he revived his sleeping valour with hopes of speedy vengeance.

Thus do the weak sometimes nerve the spirits of the strong.

So he put his kingdom in charge of Iwar, and embraced with a father's love Ubbe, who was now restored to his ancient favour.

Then he transported his fleet over to Russia, took Daxo, bound him in chains, and sent him away to be kept in Utgard.