Prose Edda — Old Norse facing a living language
Þá mælti Gangleri: "Hvat verðr þá eftir, er brenndr er heimr allr ok dauð goðin öll ok allir Einherjar ok allt mannfólk? Ok hafið þér áðr sagt, at hverr maðr skal lifa í nökkurum heimi um allar aldir." Þá svarar Þriði: "Margar eru þá vistir góðar ok margar illar. Bazt er þá at vera á Gimlé á himni, ok allgott er til góðs drykkjar þeim, er þat þykkir gaman, í þeim sal, er Brimir heitir.
Then Gangleri asked: "What happens next, once the whole world is burned, and all the gods are dead, and all the Einherjar, and all mankind? You told me earlier that everyone would go on living in some world, through every age." Third answered: "There will be many good dwellings then, and many bad. Best of all will be Gimle, in the sky, and for anyone who enjoys good drink, there's plenty to be had in the hall called Brimir, which stands at Okolnir.
Hann stendr á Ókólni. Sá er ok góðr salr, er stendr á Niðafjöllum, gerr af rauðu gulli. Sá heitir Sindri. Í þessum sölum skulu byggja góðir menn ok siðlátir. Á Náströndum er mikill salr ok illr, ok horfa norðr dyrr.
There's also a fine hall standing on Nidafjoll, built of red gold — it's called Sindri. Good, well-behaved people will live in these halls. On Nastrond stands a great and evil hall, its doors facing north.
Hann er ofinn allr ormahryggjum sem vandahús, en ormahöfuð öll vitu inn í húsit ok blása eitri, svá at eftir salnum renna eitrár, ok vaða þær ár eiðrofar ok morðvargar, svá sem hér segir: 66. Sal veit ek standa sólu fjarri Náströndu á, norðr horfa dyrr; falla eitrdropar inn um ljóra; sá er undinn salr orma hryggjum. 67. Skulu þar vaða þunga strauma menn meinsvara ok morðvargar.
It's woven entirely out of serpents' backs, like a house of wattle, and all the snakes' heads point inward and spit venom, so that rivers of poison run the length of the hall — and those who broke their oaths and committed murder must wade those rivers, as it says here: I know a hall standing far from the sun, / on Corpse-Shore; its doors face north; / venom-drops fall in through the smoke-vent; / that hall is woven from serpents' backs. There men foresworn / and murderers must wade / the heavy currents.
En í Hvergelmi er verst: Þar kvelr Níðhöggr nái framgengna."
But it's worst of all in Hvergelmir — there Nidhogg torments the bodies of the dead."