The Death Of Baldur

Baldur the Good had dreams which forewarned him that his life was in

danger, and he told the gods of them. The gods took counsel together

what should be done, and it was agreed that they should conjure away all

danger that might threaten him. Frigga took an oath of fire, water,

iron, and all other metals, stones, earth, trees, sicknesses, beasts,

birds, poisons, and worms, that these would none of them hurt Baldur.

When this had been done the gods used to divert themselves, Baldur

standing up in the assembly, and all the others throwing at him, hewing

at him, and smiting him with stones, for, do all they would, he received

no hurt, and in this sport all enjoyed themselves.

Loki, however, looked on with envy when he saw that Baldur was not hurt.

So he assumed the form of a woman, and set out to Fensalir to Frigga.

Frigga asked if the stranger knew what the gods did when they met. He

answered that they all shot at Baldur and he was not hurt.

"No weapon, nor tree may hurt Baldur," answers Frigga, "I have taken an

oath of them all not to do so."

"What," said the pretended woman, "have all things then sworn to spare


"There is only one little twig which grows to the east of Valhalla,

which is called the mistletoe. Of that I took no oath, for it seemed to

me too young and feeble to do any hurt."

Then the strange woman departed, and Loki having found the mistletoe,

cut it off, and went to the assembly. There he found Hodur standing

apart by himself, for he was blind. Then said Loki to him--

"Why do you not throw at Baldur?"

"Because," said he, "I am blind and cannot see him, and besides I have

nothing to throw."

"Do as the others," said Loki, "and honour Baldur as the rest do. I will

direct your aim. Throw this shaft at him."

Hodur took the mistletoe and, Loki directing him, aimed at Baldur. The

aim was good. The shaft pierced him through, and Baldur fell dead upon

the earth. Surely never was there a greater misfortune either among gods

or men.

When the gods saw that Baldur was dead then they were silent, aghast,

and stood motionless. They looked on one another, and were all agreed as

to what he deserved who had done the deed, but out of respect to the

place none dared avenge Baldur's death. They broke the silence at length

with wailing, words failing them with which to express their sorrow.

Odin, as was right, was more sorrowful than any of the others, for he

best knew what a loss the gods had sustained.

At last when the gods had recovered themselves, Frigga asked--

"Who is there among the gods who will win my love and good-will? That

shall he have if he will ride to Hel, and seek Baldur, and offer Hela a

reward if she will let Baldur come home to Asgard."

Hermod the nimble, Odin's lad, said he would make the journey. So he

mounted Odin's horse, Sleipner, and went his way.

The gods took Baldur's body down to the sea-shore, where stood

Hringhorn, Baldur's vessel, the biggest in the world. When the gods

tried to launch it into the water, in order to make on it a funeral fire

for Baldur, the ship would not stir. Then they despatched one to

Jotunheim for the sorceress called Hyrrokin, who came riding on a wolf

with twisted serpents by way of reins. Odin called for four Berserkir to

hold the horse, but they could not secure it till they had thrown it to

the ground. Then Hyrrokin went to the stem of the ship, and set it

afloat with a single touch, the vessel going so fast that fire sprang

from the rollers, and the earth trembled. Then Thor was so angry that he

took his hammer and wanted to cast it at the woman's head, but the gods

pleaded for her and appeased him. The body of Baldur being placed on the

ship, Nanna, the daughter of Nep, Baldur's wife, seeing it, died of a

broken heart, so she was borne to the pile and thrown into the fire.

Thor stood up and consecrated the pile with Mjolnir. A little dwarf,

called Litur, ran before his feet, and Thor gave him a push, and threw

him into the fire, and he was burnt. Many kinds of people came to this

ceremony. With Odin came Frigga and the Valkyrjor with his ravens. Frey

drove in a car drawn by the boar, Gullinbursti or Slidrugtanni. Heimdall

rode the horse Gulltopp, and Freyja drove her cats. There were also many

of the forest-giants and mountain-giants there. On the pile Odin laid

the gold ring called Draupnir, giving it the property that every ninth

night it produces eight rings of equal weight. In the same pile was also

consumed Baldur's horse.

For nine nights and days Hermod rode through deep valleys, so dark that

he could see nothing. Then he came to the river Gjoell which he crossed

by the bridge which is covered with shining gold. The maid who keeps the

bridge is called Modgudur. She asked Hermod his name and family, and

told him that on the former day there had ridden over the bridge five

bands of dead men.

"They did not make my bridge ring as you do, and you have not the hue of

the dead. Why ride you thus on the way to Hel?"

He said--

"I ride to Hel to find Baldur. Have you seen him on his way to that


"Baldur," answered she, "has passed over the bridge, but the way to Hel

is below to the north."

Hermod rode on till he came to the entrance of Hel, which was guarded by

a grate. He dismounted, looked to the girths of his saddle, mounted, and

clapping his spurs into the horse, cleared the grate easily. Then he

rode on to the hall and, dismounting, entered it. There he saw his

brother, Baldur, seated in the first place, and there Hermod stopped

the night.

In the morning he saw Hela, and begged her to let Baldur ride home with

him, telling her how much the gods had sorrowed over his death. Hela

told him she would test whether it were true that Baldur was so much


"If," said she, "all things weep for him, then he shall return to the

gods, but if any speak against him or refuse to weep, then he shall

remain in Hel."

Then Hermod rose to go, and Baldur, leading him out of the hall, gave

him the ring, Draupnir, which he wished Odin to have as a keepsake.

Nanna also sent Frigga a present, and a ring to Fulla.

Hermod rode back, and coming to Asgard related all he had seen and

heard. Then the gods sent messengers over all the world seeking to get

Baldur brought back again by weeping. All wept, men and living things,

earth, stones, trees, and metals, all weeping as they do when they are

subjected to heat after frost. Then the messengers came back again,

thinking they had done their errand well. On their way they came to a

cave wherein sat a hag named Thaukt. The messengers prayed her to assist

in weeping Baldur out of Hel.

"I will weep dry tears," answered she, "over Baldur's pyre. What gain I

by the son of man, be he live or dead? Let Hela hold what she has."

It was thought that this must have been Loki, Laufey's son, he who has

ever wrought such harm to the gods.

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