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132.I rede thee, Loddfafnir!    and hear thou my rede,-
Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
Great thy gain if thou learnest:
Scorn or mocking    ne'er shalt thou make
Of a guest or a journey-goer.

133.Oft scarcely he knows    who sits in the house
What kind is the man who comes;
None so good is found    that faults he has not,
Nor so wicked that nought he is worth.

134.I rede thee, Loddfafnir!    and hear thou my rede,—
Profit thou hast if thou hearest,
Great thy gain if thou learnest:
Scorn not ever    the gray-haired singer,
Oft do the old speak good;
(Oft from shrivelled skin    come skillful counsels,
Though it hang with the hides,
And flap with the pelts,
And is blown with the bellies.)