Now this summer, before these tidings were brought out
hither to Iceland, Illugi the Black, being at home at Gilsbank, dreamed a
dream: he thought that Gunnlaug came to him in his sleep, all bloody, and he
sang in the dream this stave before him; and Illugi remembered the song when he
woke, and sang it before others:—
"Knew I of the hewing
Of
Raven's hilt-finned steel-fish
Byrny-shearing—sword-edge
Sharp clave leg of Raven.—
Of
warm wounds drank the eagle,
When the war-rod slender,
Cleaver of the corpses,
Clave the head of Gunnlaug."
This portent befel south at Mossfell, the self-same night,
that Onund dreamed how Raven came to him, covered all over with blood, and
sang:—
"Red is the sword, but I now
Am
undone by Sword-Odin.
'Gainst shields beyond the sea-flood
The
ruin of shields was wielded.
Methinks the blood-fowl blood-stained
In
blood der men's heads stood there,
The
wound-erne yet wound-eager
Trod over wounded bodies?"
Now the second summer after this, Illugi the Black spoke at
the Althing from the Hill of Laws, and said:—
"Wherewith wilt thou make atonement to me for my son,
whom Raven, thy son, beguiled in his troth?"
Onund answers, "Be it far from me to atone for him, so
sorely as their meeting hath wounded me. Yet will I not ask atonement of thee
for my son."
"Then shall my wrath come home to some of thy
kin," says Illugi. And withal after the Thing was Illugi at most times
very sad.
Tells the tale how this autumn Illugi rode from Gilsbank
with thirty men, and came to Mossfell early in the morning. Then Onund got into
the church with his sons, and took sanctuary; but Illugi caught two of his kin,
one called Biorn and the other Thorgrim, and had Biorn slain, but the feet
smitten from Thorgrim. And thereafter Illugi rode home, and there was no
righting of this for Onund.
Hermund, Illugi's son, had little joy after the death of
Gunnlaug his brother, and deemed he was none the more avenged even though this
had been wrought.
Now there was a man called Raven, brother's son to Onund of
Mossfell; he was a great sea-farer, and had a ship that lay up in Ramfirth: and
in the spring Hermund Illugison rode from home alone north over Holt-beacon
Heath, even to Ramfirth, and out as far as Board-ere to the ship of the
chapmen. The chapmen were then nearly ready for sea; Raven, the ship-master,
was on shore, and many men with him; Hermund rode up to him, and thrust him
through with his spear, and rode away forthwith: but all Raven's men were
bewildered at seeing Hermund.
No atonement came for this slaying, and therewith ended the
dealings of Illugi the Black and Onund of Mossfell.
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From: THE STORY/SAGA OF GUNNLAUG THE WORM-TONGUE AND RAVEN THE SKALD
Translated
From The Icelandic EIRIKR MAGNUSSON & WILLIAM MORRIS
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