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Bǫlverkr Arnórsson (Bǫlv)

11th century; volume 2; ed. Kari Ellen Gade;

Drápa about Haraldr harðráði (Hardr) - 8

Nothing is known about Bǫlverkr except that, according to Fsk (ÍF 29, 245) and Skáldatal (SnE 1848-87, III, 254, 262, 275), he was the brother of the skald Þjóðólfr Arnórsson (ÞjóðA). See also Finnur Jónsson in SnE 1848-87, III, 590-1.

Drápa about Haraldr harðráði — Bǫlv HardrII

Kari Ellen Gade 2009, ‘(Introduction to) Bǫlverkr Arnórsson, Drápa about Haraldr harðráði’ in Kari Ellen Gade (ed.), Poetry from the Kings’ Sagas 2: From c. 1035 to c. 1300. Skaldic Poetry of the Scandinavian Middle Ages 2. Turnhout: Brepols, pp. 286-93.

stanzas:  1   2   3   4   5   6   7   8 

Skj: Bǫlverkr Arnórsson: Drape om Harald hårdråde (AI, 385-7, BI, 355-7)

in texts: Flat, Fsk, H-Hr, Hkr, HSig, MH, Mork, ÓH, Skm, SnE

SkP info: II, 286-93

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1 Mildingr, straukt of mækis
munn, es lézt af gunni;
holds vannt hrafn of fylldan
hrás; þaut vargr í ási.
En, gramr — né frák fremra
friðskerði þér verða —
austr vast ár it næsta,
ǫrðuglyndr, í Gǫrðum.
Generous one, you wiped the sword’s mouth when you had finished the fight; you filled the raven with raw flesh; the wolf howled on the hill. And, resolute ruler, the following year you were east in Russia; I never heard of a peace-diminisher [WARRIOR] becoming more distinguished than you.
2 Hart kníði svǫl svartan
snekkju brand fyr landi
skúr, en skrautla bôru
skeiðr brynjaðar reiði.
Mætr hilmir sá malma
Miklagarðs fyr barði;
mǫrg skriðu beit at borgar
barmfǫgr hôum armi.
The cool rain-shower drove the black prow of the warship strongly forward along the coast, and the armoured warships proudly bore their tackle. The glorious monarch saw metal-roofed Constantinople before the bow; many rim-fair ships advanced toward the tall rampart of the city.
3 Snjallr rauð í styr stillir
stôl ok gekk á mála;
háðisk hvert ár síðan
hildr, sem sjalfir vilduð.
The valiant ruler reddened swords in battle and entered paid service; war was waged every year thereafter, as you yourself wanted.
4 Súð varð, þars blés blóði,
— bǫrð renndusk at jǫrðu —
— vátt drengliga, dróttinn —
dreyrafull við eyri.
Vann und sik fyr sunnan
Sikiley liði miklu
sand, þars sveiti skyndi,
sokkit lík, of skokka.
The ship became gore-filled by the sandbank where blood gushed; bows glided toward land; lord, you fought valiantly. The sunken corpse conquered sand with a great host south of Sicily where blood rushed over bottom-boards.
5 Rétt við rausn at hætta,
reiðmæltr jǫfurr, skeiðum,
prýddr (lá byrr at breiddu)
Blálands á vit (stáli).
Laust, en lauka reisti
lofðungr við sæ þungan,
skúr á skjaldrim dýra
skokks mjǫll á þrǫm stokkinn.
Splendid, angry-spoken prince, you risked the warships with splendour on a visit to North Africa; a favourable wind pressed against the spread-out prow. The rain-shower struck at the precious shield-rail, the snow of the bottom-board [SEA-SPRAY] [struck] at the splattered rim, and the ruler raised the masts in heavy sea.
6 Gramr nenninn hefr gunni
— gekk ferð ok hjó sverðum —
— snǫrp háðisk þá síðan
snerra — gagn ór hverri.
The resolute ruler brings victory from every battle; the company advanced and slashed with swords; a sharp onslaught was then launched later.
7 Heimil varð, es heyrðak,
hoddstríðir, þér síðan
grœn, en gull bautt hônum,
grund, es Magnús funduð.
Endisk ykkar frænda
allfriðliga á miðli
sætt, en síðan vætti
Sveinn rómǫldu einnar.
Hoard-enemy [GENEROUS MAN], the green ground was later granted to you, as I heard, when you met Magnús and gave him gold. The accord was kept most peacefully between you two kinsmen, but from then on Sveinn could only expect war.
8 Leiðangr bjótt af láði
— lǫgr gekk of skip — fǫgru
— gjalfrstóðum reist grœði
glæstum — ár it næsta.
Skokkr lá dýrr á døkkri
(Danir vôru þá) bôru
— skeiðr sá herr fyr hauðri
hlaðnar — (illa staðnir).
You fitted out a fleet from the fair land the next year; the sea went over the ships; you carved the ocean with the splendid surge-steeds [SHIPS]. The precious bottom-board rested on the dark wave; people saw loaded warships off the shore; then the Danes were in a bad situation.
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