Ein sat hon uti

Veit hon Heimdallar
hljóð um fólgit
undir heiðvönum
helgum baðmi,
á sér hon ausask
aurgum forsi
af veði Valföðrs.
Vituð ér enn eða hvat?
Ein sat hon úti,
þá er inn aldni kom
yggjungr ása
ok í augu leit.
Hvers fregnið mik?
Hví freistið mín?
Alt veit ek, Óðinn,
hvar þú auga falt,
í inum mœra
Mímis brunni.
Drekkr mjöð Mímir
morgin hverjan
af veði Valföðrs.
Vituð ér enn eða hvat?
She knows that Heimdall’s hearing is hidden
Under the bright-grown, sacred tree;
She sees, flowing down, the loam-filled flood
From Father of the Slain’s pledge — do you want
To know more: and what?
Alone she sat outside, when the old man came
The Terrible One of the Æsir and he looked in
Her eyes:
'Why do you question me? Why do you test me?
I know all about it, Odin, where you hid your eye
In Mimir’s famous well.'
Mimir drinks mead every morning
From Father of the Slain’s pledge — do you want
To know more: and what?