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Feoh: wealth
Wealth should flow,
constantly circulating
to promote the common good.
Sellers, buyers, investors, and the taxing authorities
portion out between them
the incomes of the folk.
Money sitting idle
causes only harm.
http://www.sunnyway.com/runes/rune_poems2.html

Viking Runic Poem
fé (wealth) causes trouble among relatives;
the wolf lives in the forest.

Icelandic Runic Poem
fé (wealth) is trouble among relatives
and fire of the sea
and path of the serpent.

Old English Rune Poem
Wealth is benefit to all men;
yet every man must share it freely,
if he wishes to gain glory before the lord.
http://www.nordic-life.org/nmh/runes/fehu.htm

The New Old-English Rune Poem for Women
(feoh) Funds are effective for folk everywhere
But she must generously share who hopes
To cast her lot for the Lady to deem.
http://www.nordic-life.org/nmh/poem.htm

Ur: the wild ox
One must grab life's challenges by the horn's
to ride the waves of one's wyrd.
Before such a powerful one
the world becomes one's domain.
http://www.sunnyway.com/runes/rune_poems2.html

Viking Rune Poem
Ur (drizzle, also translated as slag ) proceeds from brittle iron.
The reindeer often runs on icy snow.

Icelandic Rune Poem
Ur (drizzle) are the clouds' tears,
The destruction of harvesting,
The hatred of the shepherds.

Old English Rune Poem
Ur (aurochs)
The aurochs is courageous and has huge horns,
a very fierce beast - it fights
With its horns -a notorious moor-stalker; that is a brave creature!
http://www.nordic-life.org/nmh/runes/uruz.htm

The New Old-English Rune Poem for Women
(ur) The Ur-Ox is brave. She bristles with horns,
And fiercely will she fight with them,
Stomping her moors, a striking creature!
http://www.nordic-life.org/nmh/poem.htm

Thorn: the thorn
Computers crash
and planes fall out the skies.
That is the nature of things
and not always evil in intent.
Even good people sometimes cause
good people harm.
http://www.sunnyway.com/runes/rune_poems2.html

Viking Rune Poem
Thurs (giant) causes the sickness of women.
Rare are those who rejoice in pain.

Icelandic Rune poem
Thurs (giant) is illness of women
and cliff-dweller
and husband of Varthrun [a giantess].

Old English Rune Poem
ðorn (thorn) is extremely sharp,
painful for any warrior to grasp,
immeasurably fierce to any man
who rests among them.
http://www.nordic-life.org/nmh/runes/thurisaz.htm

The New Old-English Rune Poem for Women
(ðorn) The Thorn is sharp, a throbbing evil
For a woman to grasp, grim in the extreme
For one who likes to lie among them.
http://www.nordic-life.org/nmh/poem.htm

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