Come thou, Valtyr of the Laxings, brother's son of Otter; do thou for the War-duke what thy father's brother had done, had he not been faring afar.

Come thou, Geirbald of the Shieldings the messenger! Now know we the deeds of others and thy deeds.

Come, stand beside us for a little!" Forth then they came in their rent and battered war-gear: and the tall Hiarandi bore but the broken truncheon of his sword; and Valtyr a woodman's axe notched and dull with work; and Geirbald a Roman cast-spear, for his own weapons had been broken in the medley; and he came the last of the three, going as a belated reaper from the acres.
There they stood by the others and gazed adown the hall-throng.
But the Hall-Sun spake again: "Agni of the Daylings, I see thee now.

How camest thou into the hard handplay, old man?
Come hither and stand with us, for we love thee.

Angantyr of the Bearings, fair was thy riding on the day of the Battle on the Ridge! Come thou, be with us.