Volsunga Saga - Chapter XXXVI: Of the Journey of the Giukings to King Atli Unknown Author (Ft. Translated by William Morris and Eirikr Magnusson)
Now tells the tale of Gunnar, that in the same wise it fared with him; for when they awoke, Glaumvor his wife told him many dreams which seemed to her like to betoken guile coming; but Gunnar areded them all in other wise.
"This was one of them," said she; "methought a bloody sword was borne into the hall here, wherewith thou wert thrust through, and at either end of that wolves howled."
The king answered, "Our dogs shall bite me belike; blood-stained weapons oft betoken dogs' snappings."
She said, "Yet again I dreamed -- that women came in, heavy and drooping, and chose thee for their mate; may-happen these would be thy fateful women."
He answered, "Hard to arede is this, and none may set aside the fated measure of his days, nor is it unlike that my time is short."
So in the morning they arose, and were minded for the journey, but some letted them herein.
Then cried Gunnar to the man who is called Fjornir --
"Arise, and give us to drink goodly wine from great tuns, because may happen this shall be very last of all our feasts; belike if we die the old wolf shall come by the gold, and that bear shall nowise spare the bite of his war-tusks."
Then all the folk of his household brought them on their way weeping.
The son of Hogni said --
"Fare ye well with merry tide."
The more part of their folk were left behind; Solar and Gnoevar, the sons of Hogni, fared with them, and a great champion, named Orkning, who was the brother of Kostbera.
So folk followed them down to the ships, and all fetted them of their journey, but attained to naught therein.
"This was one of them," said she; "methought a bloody sword was borne into the hall here, wherewith thou wert thrust through, and at either end of that wolves howled."
The king answered, "Our dogs shall bite me belike; blood-stained weapons oft betoken dogs' snappings."
She said, "Yet again I dreamed -- that women came in, heavy and drooping, and chose thee for their mate; may-happen these would be thy fateful women."
He answered, "Hard to arede is this, and none may set aside the fated measure of his days, nor is it unlike that my time is short."
So in the morning they arose, and were minded for the journey, but some letted them herein.
Then cried Gunnar to the man who is called Fjornir --
"Arise, and give us to drink goodly wine from great tuns, because may happen this shall be very last of all our feasts; belike if we die the old wolf shall come by the gold, and that bear shall nowise spare the bite of his war-tusks."
Then all the folk of his household brought them on their way weeping.
The son of Hogni said --
"Fare ye well with merry tide."
The more part of their folk were left behind; Solar and Gnoevar, the sons of Hogni, fared with them, and a great champion, named Orkning, who was the brother of Kostbera.
So folk followed them down to the ships, and all fetted them of their journey, but attained to naught therein.
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