Thor monologue — The Death of Balder

Well, now, attend and heed a father's warning! When Odin high from Lidskialf saw thee raving, In toils of love, 'mong Norway's snowy mountains, The speech of Mimmer on his heart fell heavy. Hear it and tremble! Not for death, O Balder! Nor e'en for Haela, but thy father's anguish; "The year"--such was his word (thou knowest Mimmer, And scarce canst think he'd breathe the words of falsehood)-- "The year when Norway's desert hills shall echo The half-god's wasted love-caus'd lamentations, When he's rejected by a prophet's daughter, That year shall see the spear which holds his ruin, Shall see the gods in grief, and Odin weeping." Hear that and quake! And fly, and spare thy father! If not, dote on and die, for that's thy fortune!