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Frigga Prayer                        This poem in Anglo-Saxon

Hail Frigga Mother Woden's mirth,
Dear to the folk You are light hearted,
Hold secrets And generous are,
With mares and treasures When the mead is dealt out,
For warriors At symbel together;
Always the princes You greet first,
First the full To the lord's hand,
Greatness you attain And for Man counsel know,
Frigga all knowing Cunning goddess,
Asgard's queen Pleasing lady.
You guard births Ward the young,
Agnar, Gearöth's son You sat as King,
Woden you showed Who the ruler was.
 

© Swain Wodening Canote

Author's note: Lines 2-7 based on Maxims II.

 

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