‘To the east of them I beheld another ennead. Nine branchy, curly manes upon them. Nine grey, floating(?) mantles about them: nine pins of gold in their mantles. Nine rings of crystal round their arms. A thumbring of gold round each man's thumb: an ear-tie of gold round each man's ear: a torque of silver round each man's throat. Nine bags with golden faces above them on the wall. Nine rods of white silver in their hands. Liken thou them.’
‘I know those,’ quoth he (Fer rogain). ‘They are the king's nine harpers, with their nine harps above them: Side and Dide, Dulothe and Deichrinne, Caumul and Cellgen, Ól and Ólene and Olchói. A man will perish by each of them.’