Þorr swung Mjölnr
Jötnar's corpses fell
The leavings of that mighty hammer
Their own leavings more ruinous
Than ere the hammer fell
How often it is thus
That in seeking to fix a problem
Before it can begin
Others are caused
Worse than the thing prevented
Because it never started
It could never work harm
For when anymore do giants walk the earth?
Yet still the strivings of gods and monsters
Harm those who look on
Or not
Having nothing to do with such matters
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