A ship nears Danish shores
Frozen corpses man its oars
A living heart still beats
occupying the rudder seat
King Gorm's watchmen spot the ship
Sigtrygg and Hrossthjof
They row out in small boats
and board the ship
Hrossthjof explores the ships hold
and finds treasure
Sigtrygg rescues the sole survivor
nursing him back to health
The stranger is given food and drink
and convelesces near Sigtrygg's hearth
until his strength returns
His name is Thorkel who from Norway
With King Ivar sailed the Arctic sea
To lands Jotun folk call home
There they discovered immense wealth
but the journey back did not go well
After King Ivar fell overboard
They had to sail through perpetual night
the air grew cold, the winds grew harsh
All the other sailors died
Word of treasure Hrossthjof found
aboard Thorkel's Ship
Reaches the ears of King Gorm
who inquires of its origin
Hrosthjof tells of how Thorkel
is staying at Sigtrygg's home
King Gorm summons him to court
and says he wants to sail the Arctic Sea
Thorkel warns against making
such a trip before next spring
Autumn is far too cold and dark
for sailing to Jotunheim