Note 57 — THE SECOND LAY OF HELGI HUNDINGCIDE.
Joseph Andrew Blackwell translation
The superstition commemorated In this strophe is, no doubt, the origin of some very beautiful ballads in the later literature of Scandinavia and Germany referring to this superstition:
"When thou, my dear, art cheerful, And easy in thy mind, The coffin where I slumber Is all with roses lined. But oft as thou'rt in sorrow, And bow'd with grief so sore, Is all the while my coffin Brim full of blood and gore."