Then said Sigmund, "Give it unto me then;" and therewith he took
the horn and drank it off.

But the queen said to Sinfjotli, "Why must other men needs drink
thine ale for thee?" And she came again the second time with the
horn, and said, "Come now and drink!" and goaded him with many
words.

And he took the horn, and said --

"Guile is in the drink."

And thereon, Sigmund cried out --

"Give it then unto me!"

Again, the third time, she came to him, and bade him drink off
his drink, if he had the heart of a Volsung; then he laid hand on
the horn, but said --

"Venom is therein."

"Nay, let the lip strain it out then, O son," quoth Sigmund; and
by then was he exceeding drunk with drink, and therefore spake he
in that wise.

So Sinfjotli drank, and straightway fell down dead to the ground.

Sigmund rose up, and sorrowed nigh to death over him; then he