Icelandic Rune Poem

Íss er árbörkr
ok unnar þak
ok feigra manna fár.
glacies jöfurr.

Ice

bark of rivers
and roof of the wave
and destruction of the doomed.

Norwegian Rune Poem

Anglo-Saxon Rune Poem

Ís kollum brú bræiða;
blindan þarf at læiða.

Ice we call the broad bridge;
the blind man must be led.

Is byþ ofereald, ungemetum slidor,
glisnaþ glæshluttur gimmum gelicust,
flor forste geworuht, fæger ansyne.

Ice is very cold and immeasurably slippery;
it glistens as clear as glass and most like to gems;
it is a floor wrought by the frost, fair to look upon.