“I'll ask of the berserks, those tasters of blood,
Those intrepid heroes, how are they treated,
Those who wade out into battle?
Wolf-skinned they are called.
Red with blood are their spears when they come to fight.
They form a closed group.
The prince in his wisdom puts trust in such men
Who hack through enemy shields.”
— Haraldskvæði [Norwegian poem, 9th Century AD]
Those intrepid heroes, how are they treated,
Those who wade out into battle?
Wolf-skinned they are called.
Red with blood are their spears when they come to fight.
They form a closed group.
The prince in his wisdom puts trust in such men
Who hack through enemy shields.”
— Haraldskvæði [Norwegian poem, 9th Century AD]
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