but numbed at least the sting of my lost ear.
The goats soon found our track from earlier,
and rushed back up it at a headlong pace.
“I let them lead and stole a backward glance
to learn, in horror, Thor was giving chase
on Sleipnir’s back! We made an awful race
across the ice—a goats’ and spider’s dance.
“At last a glint of sun revealed my craft.
Thor threw his hammer as I dove inside.
It rang against my vessel’s metal hide.
Then, as I set the coils, Thor gave a heft,
lifted my craft, and smashed it to the ice.
“He didn’t get the chance to do it twice.”