Hail to the All Father

Deep into the well of Mimir we peer
Seeking the knowledge, even if the price is dear
Hail All Father Odin, who paid the cost
We seek the light at the bottom of the well

Lift we glasses high
Of sweet Mead in your honor
Blessed be the toast in your name

Steady is the Earth beneath our feet
Firm the footsteps on the path of light

Open wide the doors of the Hall
and Let sweet breeze blow
To cool the tempest at the table

Warm is the fire
That glows in the night
As we tell the tales of the brave and the bold

To be silent, but brave in battle are we bid
It befits a man to be merry and glad
Until the day of his death, and he hails us from Valhalla
The Hall of the Brave

The coward believes he will live forever
If he holds back in the battle, for justice
 But In old age he shall have no peace of soul
Though the spears of the fight, have spared his limbs

To ask well and to answer rightly
These are the marks of a wise man
Men must speak of other men's deeds
What happens may not be hidden
from the light of day
So mark well your actions

He is not wise, who is never silent
Mouthing meaningless words
A glib tongue that goes on chattering
Often Sings to its own harm
Guard well your tongue, least it cut you

Cattle die, kindred die
Every man is mortal
But the good name of
one who has done well
never dies

The sitters in the hall seldom know
The kin of the new-comer
speak lightly of the quest at your table

The best man is marred by faults
But the worst is not without worth
So pay heed to all men
as even fools can gather gold

Never laugh at the old
when they offer counsel
Often their words are wise
Despite their gray hairs
and wrinkled face

The Wise One has spoken words in the hall
Needful for men to know
Unneedful for trolls to know

Hail to the speaker
Hail to the knower
Joy to him who has understood
Delight to those who have listened

Drank we down sweet Mead in your honor
Blessed be the toast in your name

Steady was the Earth beneath our feet
Firm the footsteps on the path of light

Open wide the we flung the doors
and Let sweet breezes blow
The tempest has been tamed

Warm was the fire
That glowed in the night
As we told the tales of the brave and the bold


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