He became a celebrated physician, and was so skilful that he could restore the dead to life. […] He was so proud of his achievements that he could not endure the thought of having a rival. […] Knowing, therefore, that the bed could not be moved, he exclaimed that the errand was useless, for that no mortal man could stir it from its place. […] It could be entered only by crossing the bridge Bifrost* (the rainbow). […] Whenever he put on his iron gloves, he could use his hammer efliciently.