Then did Bodvild praise the ring: to Volund brought it, when she had broken it: "I dare to no tell it, save alone to thee."
Proofs of Thjasse's original identity with Volund are given in Nos. 113-115.
Soon blazed the brushwood, and the arid fir, the wind-dried wood, before Volund.
Came then from the chase the ardent hunter, Volund, gliding on the long way.
That bright blade forever is taken from me: never shall I see it borne into Volund's smithy.
