_So many times over comes summer again_,
"But love doth over all endure."
_What healing in summer if winter be vain?_

Now winter cometh and weareth away,
_So many times over comes summer again_,
And glad is Hallbiorn many a day.
_What healing in summer if winter be vain?_
Full soft he lay his love beside;
But dark are the days of winter-tide.
Dark are the days, and the nights are long,
And sweet and fair was Snæbiorn's song.
Many a time he talked with her,
Till they deemed the summer-tide was there.
And they forgat the wind-swept ways
And angry fords of the flitting-days.
While the north wind swept the hillside there
They forgat the other Whitewater.
While nights at Deildar-Tongue were long,
They clean forgat the Brothers'-Tongue.
But whatso falleth 'twixt Hell and Home,
_So many times over comes summer again,_
Full surely again shall summer come.
_What healing in summer if winter be vain?_

To Odd spake Hallbiorn on a day
_So many times over comes summer again,_
"Gone is the snow from everyway."
_What healing in summer if winter be vain?_
"Now green is grown Whitewater-side,