A Tale of Two Hammers
When Thor was quit young,
He seemed angry at everything,
His parents could not handle him,
So they had to send him away.
Thor made his new home,
Among the Giant Vingnir and his wife Hlora,
They raised him to be,
A fine young man.
One day in his,
Late teen years,
Thor overheard Vingnir,
Planning to bring trouble,
To the Aesir.
Thor knew he could not let this pass,
He remembered that his Foster-Father,
Had a Stone Hammer filled with Vafur-Fire,
That he called Mjolnir.
He knew what must be done,
Late one night,
Thor crept into,
His Foster-Parents room.
Taking up Mjolnir,
Thor lifted it high,
Bringing it crashing down,
On Vingnir’s skull.
Next he crushed Hlora’s skull in,
Thor, Standing over the dead Giants,
Said, “ You will not harm my kin.”
“ My rage and anger,
Now belong to you and your kin,
I shall do everything,
Within my power to stop you at every turn. “
Taking Vingnir’s-Mjolnir,
And packing his things,
Thor made his way back,
To Asgard.
Back home in Asgard,
Thor stayed true to his words,
Killing many Giants,
That would harm the Aesir.
Once Thor had Vingnir’s-Hammer,
Stolen by Loki,
At the Giant Thrym’s request,
Then it was taken to Thrymheim.
Thor was able to recover his Hammer,
With Loki’s help,
By following Heimdallr’s advice,
That Thor dress like Freyja.
Another time Thor was away,
And his wife Sif was sleeping,
Loki snuck into Bilskirnir,
And sheered all of Sif’s hair.
Upon Thor’s return,
He was very angry,
He knew that Loki was behind it,
And had him brought before the Gods.
Loki was made to go,
Down to the dark Alfs,
To the magical Smiths,
And have them make some replacement hair.
Loki talked the,
Sons of Ivaldi,
Into making the replacement hair,
For Sif.
The sons of Ivaldi,
Made Sif’s wig,
They made Freyr’s Skidbladnir,
And Odinn’s spear Gungnir.
Loki had told the sons of Ivaldi,
That he would return,
And let them know what the gods thought,
Of their fine works.
Instead of going back to Asgard,
Loki stopped to see,
The dwarfs Brokk and Sindri,
And showed them.
The works of,
The sons of Ivaldi,
Loki had asked them,
Can you make anything as nice.
Brokk thought not,
But Sindri thought,
That he could,
Loki said, “ I bet may head you can’t.”
The dwarfs Brokk and Sindri,
Made Odinnn’s Armring Draupnir,
They made Thor Iron Hammer,
And Freyr’s Golden Boar.
Loki told the dwarves,
That he would return,
And let them know,
What the Gods thought.
Thor’s new Iron Hammer,
He called Mjolnir,
It would soon,
Be proven very valuable,
During the battle with,
The Giant Hrungnir,
Thor used his new Hammer,
Killing Hrungnir.
After that battle,
Thor returned home,
And hide Vingnir’s Hammer,
In a secret place.
The dwarves Brokk and Sindri,
Could not wait for Loki’s return,
So they went to Asgard,
Before the Aesir.
They asked what the Aesir,
Thought about the mighty works,
They had made,
In response to the works of Ivaldi’s sons.
The Aesir told Brokk and Sindri,
That they found their,
Works to be the best,
And most valuable.
Winning the bet,
Brokk wanted Loki’s head,
But Loki talked his way out of it,
And the Aesir agreed.
The sons of Ivaldi,
Did not know about the bet,
Loki had made,
With Brokk and Sindri.
But word began,
To spread across,
All the Nine Worlds,
Finally to Volund’s ears.
The news was like,
Adding salt to a wound,
After having his father killed,
In a war with the Aesir.
Volund decieded that,
He would make a sword,
That would be stronger,
Than Thor’s Hammer.
Gathering what he needed,
Volund,
Began hammer the metal,
Into the shape of a sword.
He hammered,
Revenge and Hate,
And Woe and Misfortune,
Into that sword.
Volund named,
The sword Gambantein,
The Wand of Revenge,
Long he worked to prefect it.
From every poisonous river,
He hardened the blade,
The blade itself was as,
Sharpe as Vafur-Fire.
The blade shone like,
The brilliance of the sun,
He risted with runes of evil,
It had a golden hilt of untold beauty.
Urd told Mimir,
That it was,
His duty,
To stop Volund.
Before Volund,
Had the chance,
To use Gambantein,
Mimir and his sons,
Had captured Volund.
Sindri looking over,
Thought that,
It indeed was a better work,
Than his Hammer.
Mimir and his sons,
Took Gambantein,
And hide it,
Where no on would find it.
After some time Volund,
Escaped from the fetters,
That Mimir’s sons,
Bound him with.
Volund in his anger,
Stormed the walls of Asgard,
In the shape of a Giant Eagle,
Attacking the Aesir.
Volund,
Was cut short,
By Thor’s New Iron Hammer,
The Giant Eagle bursting into flames.
After a time Svipdag,
Went searching for Gambantein,
And found it,
And taking it up,
He journeyed all around,
Gathering as many Giants,
As he could for,
A battle against the Aesir.
In the heat of the battle,
Thor threw His Iron Mjolnir,
At Svipdag,
Meeting the Hammer with Gambantein.
The sword,
Cut right through the Hammer,
Destorying it,
It returned to Thor in pieces.
After the battle,
Thor went to where,
Hide Vingnir’s Stone Hammer,
And took it up once more.