134.	Listen, Loddfafnir, to my advice.
	It'll help you if you have it, it'll do you
	good if you get it: don't laugh
	at grey-haired sages. Often the old
	say sage things: sometimes wise words
	emerge from a wrinkled sack,
	or from someone with a hanging hide,
	one hung among the skins, slinking among
	skins, a sunken hide, one creeping amongst
	skins, swaying with the cheesecloth bags.