English Translation

But his brother is called Dispute (Höd) and sends the beloved of the gods blindly, without wanting it, instigated by the evil bearer Loki, into the kingdom of Hel. Although the Ase Hermöd (Hüd himself?) rides after him, but the way of the living is further than that of the dead, who already reaches there before the nine nights. In the realm of Hel, beyond the bridge that connects it to Midgart and Asgart, Balder sits in the high seat, opposite the mistress in the hall of Hel. But Balder wants to release only on the one condition that all things of the earth weep to the light. The wave-daughters complain, the clouds weep and the matured stones complain, gods and people. Only the Riesin Thökk (i.e. Thanks, of course, cannot be softened, and Balder must remain with Hel until the mysterious word that Odin said to the dead in the ear when he lay on the stake. His straight-light sun wheel sinks into the sea at the end of his way, and he leads away from it as a judge over the dead, until it rises again in never-beautiful in the morning. The prophecy of the wolf, the seer, is fulfilled, which proclaims of the new world after the demise in the dusk of the gods: with every rolling wheel goes a blessing, an honor for the beloved girl or for a respected farmer and citizen, but on the other hand I see a true judgment, a harsh judgment. The straightening land from floods fresh greening: need belongs to the purifying fire, which gives all purity and strength, foaming cases, the aar floating through it: the jumping lad and the cattle grazing on the rocks. But the couple, who, like Siegfried and Brunhild, jump through the flames together, will carry unsaturated fields; glowed and now knows that it is promised to each other. Evil is missed, Balder returns home. We sing: Thus, in -rejection to the Baldersage, the solstice flame rose up! ("Our Songbook", page 88.) especially celebrated by fighting games, whereby the whole festival got its imprint from the beginning by the youth. So n n en w en de Der (the) Heimabendleiter(in) speaks: has become the festival of youth. After this last great rush of natural customs A boy — girl — says: begins a long time of action, which suppresses all festivals. The life in nature has come to its fullest development, bears fruit, and Of all the sun-wreath events of our ancestors, which is now called the harvest. During this time the farmer has Balder and Brünhildspielen, are actually no longer in the counter- just one thought: that not the ripe fruit still shortly before it was preserved. These customs culminated above all in the oracle that bringing in harm is done! Therefore, you think of all kinds of boys and girls to question the "future one." In part, watchful spirits are in the grain, and as much as one demonizes them, such oracles are still known, as e.g. In Thuringia, where lads tried to protect their original sense, girls from the opposite banks of a brook or river remained to this day. In the "Bilmesschifter", who quickly throw her wreath at night with fluttering lights on the waves. In East Prussia it is said that the "grain mother," the "rye think that this is a sign, that they are destined for one another, and are mute", guarding the ripening grain. Children who become light-hearted in the one pair. Cereals run and the sharks come down, turning them into flowers. Thus, in the glow of the hot midday sun, it works salvation and disaster for the most important customs, however, are bound to the fire, the peasants and children. But with misfortune it punishes only the one who is piled up around the summer tree. The sun-turning fire of grain does not pay any reverence; it is a lie that it blazes up Ahren as a wood rush, sprays as a glowing disc to the valley and circles and withers the fields. In the east it is thought over the heads at the torch-winging and torch-dance. Also fire- not as an evil, red-rocked demon, but as the woman Gode for farer are hurled, and burning brooms, straw- and rag- or woman Harke, radiantly beautiful and white-dressed. The very wrapped wheels roll in southern Germany, Silesia and on the Rhine, the midday woman cuts the rye when they lie and sleep from the mountains and finally in the river or lake, as well as on the fieldside. 740 741