I give you fair warning!

They that waken the war of the mail-coats,
For warfare and manslaying famous,
To the lists they have bid me to battle,
Nor bitter I think it not woeful.
It is sport for yon swordsmen who goad me
To strive in the Valkyries' tempest on the holme;
but I fear not to fight them.
Unflinching in battle am I!

Fair fame will never fade
For he that wins it
I carry sun of ship and wound flame
Into the sport of Freyr