Prose Edda — Old Norse facing a living language
Því næst heyrði Gangleri dyni mikla hvern veg frá sér ok leit út á hlið sér. Ok þá er hann sést meir um, þá stendr hann úti á sléttum velli, sér þá enga höll ok enga borg. Gengr hann þá leið sína braut ok kemr heim í ríki sitt ok segir þau tíðendi, er hann hefir sét ok heyrt, ok eftir honum sagði hverr maðr öðrum þessar sögur.
Just then Gangleri heard a tremendous crash all around him, and when he looked more closely, he found himself standing out on an open plain — no hall in sight, no stronghold at all. He set off on his way and came home to his own kingdom, and told the story of everything he'd seen and heard, and after him, everyone told the tale to everyone else.
En æsir setjast þá á tal ok ráða ráðum sínum ok minnast á þessar frásagnir allar, er honum váru sagðar, ok gefa nöfn þessi in sömu, er áðr váru nefnd, mönnum ok stöðum þeim, er þar váru, til þess, at þá er langar stundir liði, at menn skyldu ekki ifast í, at allir væru einir þeir æsir, er nú var frá sagt, ok þessir, er þá váru þau sömu nöfn gefin.
But the Aesir sat down together and talked it over, recalling all these stories that had been told to Gangleri, and gave these same names — the ones already given — to the men and places that had actually existed among them, so that as long ages passed, people would never doubt that these were the very same Aesir now being spoken of, and that the ones who had received those same names back then were one and the same.
Þar var þá Þórr kallaðr, ok er sá Ása-Þórr inn gamli
And so Thor was named there too — he is the old Aesir-Thor.