There was also a man called Thord, in a ship which lay not far from the
king's. He dreamt one night that he saw King Harald's fleet coming to
land, and he knew the land to be England. He saw a great battle-array on
the land; and he thought both sides began to fight, and had many banners
flapping in the air. And before the army of the people of the country
was riding a huge witch-wife upon a wolf; and the wolf had a man's
carcass in his mouth, and the blood was dropping from his jaws; and when
he had eaten up one body she threw another into his mouth, and so one
after another, and he swallowed them all. And she sang thus:--
"Skade's eagle eyes
The king's ill luck espies:
Though glancing shields
Hide the green fields,
The king's ill luck she spies.
To bode the doom of this great king,
The flesh of bleeding men I fling
To hairy jaw and hungry maw!
To hairy jaw and hungry maw!"