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24.The venomous serpent    swiftly up
To the boat did Thor,    the bold one, pull;
With his hammer the loathly    hill of the hair
Of the brother of Fenrir    he smote from above.

25.The monsters roared,    and the rocks resounded,
And all the earth    so old was shaken;
...
Then sank the fish    in the sea forthwith.

26....
Joyless as back    they rowed was the giant;
Speechless did Hymir    sit at the oars,
With the rudder he sought    a second wind.

Hymir spake:
27."The half of our toil    wilt thou have with me,