Then those men were healed whose wounds left hop of life.
Egil abode with king Athelstan for the next winter after Thorolf's death,
and had very great honour from the king.
With Egil was then all that force which had followed the two brothers,
and come alive out of the battle.
Egil now made a poem about king Athelstan,
and in it is this stave:
'Land-shielder, battle-quickener,
Low now this scion royal
Earls three hath laid. To Ella
Earth must obedient bow.
Lavish of gold, kin-glorious,
Great Athelstan victorious,
Surely, I swear, all humbled
To such high monarch yields.'
But this is the burden
in the poem:
'Reindeer-trod hills obey
Bold Athelstan's high sway.'
