know that I hung....on a windswept tree,
wounded by spear.....bespoken to Odhinn,
myself to myself,
on that tree........of which no man knoweth
from what roots it rises.
Neither horn they upheld.....nor handed me bread,
I looked down;
I took up the runes......roaring I took them,
and fell back again.
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