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beowulf ananglo-saxonepicpoem translated fromtheheyne-socintext by jno:lessliehall,ph.d.(j.h.u.) professorofenglishandhistoryinthecollegeofwilliam andmary. d.c.heath ...
- I:Lines:53-114:The Coming Of Grendel
- II:Lines 115-188:The Monster’s Depredations
- III:Lines:189-257:The Geats Take Ship
- IV:Lines:258-319:Their Arrival On The Shore
- V:Lines:320-370:Hrothgar’s Court
- VI:Lines 371-455: Beowulf’s Offer
- VII:Lines:456-498:Hrothgar Replies
- VIII:Lines:499-558:The Sea-Monsters
- IX:Lines:559-661:Beowulf’s Vow
- X:Lines:662-709: Beowulf Waits For Grendel
- XI:Lines:710-790: The Fight
- XII:Lines:791-836: Beowulf’s Victory
- XIII:Lines:837-924 The Bard’s Praise
- XIV:Lines:925-990; The King Speaks
- XV:Lines:991-1049 The King’s Gifts
- XVI:Lines:1050-1124: The Bard Sings Again
- XVII:Lines:1125-1191:Of Hengest and Finn
- XVIII:Lines:1192-1250: Gifts For Beowulf
- XIX:Lines:1251-1320: A Second Attack
- XX:Lines:1321-1382: And Second Challenge
- XXI:Lines:1383-1472: The Mere
- XXII:Lines:1473-1556: Grendel’s Dam
- XXIII:Lines:1557-1599: Beowulf’s Victory
- XXIV:Lines:1600-1650: His Return
- XXV:Lines: 1651-1739:The Deed Re-Told
- XXVI:Lines: 1740-1816:Hrothgar’s Speech
- XXVII:Lines:1817-1887:Beowulf Departs
- XXVIII:Lines:1888-1962:He Sails Home
- XXIX:Lines:1963-2038:The Tale
- XXX:Lines:2039-2143:Of His Deeds
- XXXI:Lines:2144-2220:He Becomes King
- XXXII:Lines:2221-2311:The Dragon Wakes
- XXXIII:Lines:2312-2390:Beowulf’s Kingship
- XXXIV:Lines:2391-2459:The Lament
- XXXV:Lines:2460-2601:The Fight
- XXXVI:Lines:2602-2693:Beowulf Wounded
- XXXVII:Lines:2694-2751:The Request
- XXXVIII:Lines:2752-2820:Last Words
- XXXIX:Lines:2821-2891: The Rebuke
- XL:Lines:2892-2946:War Anticipated
- XLI:Lines:2947-3057:The Warning
- XLII:Lines:3058-3136:The Golden Bier
- XLIII:Lines:3137-3182:The Funeral
Then Beaw the Shielding held the forts, long while, loved king of his nation, Famed among folk; elder on earth His father departed. And then his heir The great Halfdane, aged, battle-scarred Ruled the bright Shieldings his lifetime. To him were born, this leader of warriors, Four in succession; woke to the world, Heorogar, Hrothgar, the good Halga...
So Grendel, at nightfall, set out to see How the Ring-Danes were placed in The high house, after their beer-fest. There he found a noble host Sleeping from feasting, dead to woe And human sorrow; the cursed beast Grim and greedy, ruthless, and ripe For savagery, had soon snatched Thirty thanes from their slumber, Then returned, sated with spoils, ...
Over those troubles Halfdane’s son Brooded endlessly, the wise hero Mired in woe; too heavy the load, Leaden, long, lay on the people, Nerve-wracking, nauseous, night-evil. Among the Geats, a thane to Hygelac, Good Beowulf, heard of this Grendel. He was one of the strongest of men, In his day, in this life of ours, Noble and powerful; he comman...
Their leader, the captain of the crew, Answered, unlocked his word-hoard: ‘We are, by birth, of the Geat nation, And are hearth-brethren to Hygelac: My father was known among men, A warrior in chief, named Ecgtheow Worn by many a winter, till in old age He passed from our halls. Remembered, He, by the wise, throughout the world. We came, determi...
The street was of stone, that pathway Pressed them together. Mail-shirts hard, Hand-linked, gleaming. Bright armour Rang with ring-iron, as they marched In their grim gear straight to the hall. Sea-weary, stacking their hard-rimmed Broad shields, against the walls, there They dropped to the benches, armour Clashing, warrior’s war-gear; spears stoo...
Hrothgar spoke, that Helm of the Shieldings: ‘I knew him when he was a lad. His old father was called Ecgtheow, To whom Hethel the Geat wed His only daughter; now his heir Comes here bravely, seeking a firm friend. have heard said, by seafarers, Who ferried a gift-cargo to Geatland With our thanks, that, famous for battle, He has the strength of th...
Hrothgar, Helm of the Shieldings, replied: ‘Beowulf, my friend, you sought us out, For the sake of the fight, and for honour. Your father’s blow started a mighty feud: He it was killed Heatholaf the Wulfing, With his own hand; and in fear of reprisal His own spear-kin dared not shelter him. So he sought the South-Dane folk here, We Honour-Shieldin...
Unferth, the son of Ecglaf, spoke, Who sat at the Lord of Shieldings’ feet, Loosing battle-runes – Beowulf’s venture, This brave sea-crossing, riled him greatly, Since he’d not have it that any other man Boasted of greater deeds in middle-earth, Under the wide heavens, than he himself – ‘Are you that Beowulf who battled with Breca On the open sea,...
‘Time and again, hateful creatures Pressed me close. Them I served With my dear sword, as was right. They’d not have me for their prey, Enjoy their crime, not dine on me At their banquet, on the sea-floor, But at dawn, slain by my blade, They lay there, on the wet sand, Settled by my sword, so that now On the high seas, no mariner Is hindered. Ligh...
Then Hrothgar, Defence of the Shieldings, Left the hall, with his crowd of warriors, He went to seek Wealhtheow, to bed His queen. But the Lord in his Glory, As men learned, left in place that guard Against Grendel; he now awaited the ogre, Kept special watch for the Danish leader. And the Geat himself trusted utterly In his Maker’s favour, the ...
Then from the moor, beneath misty crags, Bearing God’s wrath, Grendel came loping. The foul creature meant to try a sample Of mankind; of those in the high hall. He crept under cloud, till he could see The wine-hall, that gilded hall of men, Shining bright. It wasn’t the first time He’d sought out Hrothgar’s homestead. And never in his day, nor bef...
The earls’ defender had no desire To leave that murderous guest alive, Nor counted that life worth aught To any. And Beowulf’s warriors, Brandished their ancestral swords, Seeking to protect, as they wished, Their renowned prince and lord. Though, when they joined the fight Those brave warriors could not know, As they struck out, from every side,...
Then, in the morning, as I heard tell, host of clansmen, with their leaders, Gathered to the gift-hall, from near and far, Crossing wide lands, to see the wonder, The enemy’s spoor. To those who traced That path without glory, how in defeat Weary, he had fled to the demons’ mere, Beaten and doomed, leaving blood-trails, His passing from life bro...
When he reached the hall, Hrothgar spoke From the steps, as he viewed the steep roof, All gilded, adorned with Grendel’s arm: ‘For this sight let all readily give thanks To the Almighty! I suffered many a hurt, And grief from Grendel. God may work, Our Shepherd of Glory, wonder on wonder. Not long since had I despaired of finding Any relief, in my ...
Then the order was promptly given, To set their hands to repairing Heorot; A host of men and women set straight The wine-hall, for guests. Weft shone Gold on the walls, a wondrous woven Sight for whoever gazed there by night. Though bound fast with iron, that bright Building was badly battered and broken, Door-hinges shattered. The roof alone Was...
Then to each man of the hero’s company, Who sat at the benches, each of those Who’d sailed the sea-roads with Beowulf, Hrothgar gave treasure, ancient heirlooms, And decreed requital in gold for the Geat Whom Grendel had first cruelly destroyed, As he would have more, if God’s foresight, And a man’s courage had not thwarted him. Since a measure o...
The living, bereft of their friends, returned To their home in Friesland, to their houses And high forts, but Hengest, he was with Finn, All that death-soiled winter, no companions, Homesick for his country, unable to leave; In such seas, no ship with whorled prow Could endure; the swollen waves fought With the storms; winds locked the shore In ...
The full cup was brought him; kind words Of praise spoken; treasures of braided gold Graciously given; a pair of arm-bracelets, Robes and rings, and the finest of torques I have heard of, on earth or under the sky, Out of heroes’ hoard, since Hama ran off With the Brosings’ neck-ring; took its gems And setting to his battle-bright stronghold. He...
They sank into sleep. But one paid dearly For taking his rest, as others before him, When Grendel had invaded the gold-hall, Inflicting pain, until, at the end, finding Death for his crimes. Then it was seen, Clearly by all, once the fight was over, An avenger existed, despite the conflict, One that, still living on after the battle, Had bided her...
Then spoke Hrothgar, Helm of the Shieldings, ‘Ask not after pleasure. Sorrow is renewed, For the Danish people. Aeschere is dead, He who was Yrmenlaf’s elder brother, My close friend, my cautious counsellor: He stood at my shoulder, when, in a fight, The boar-crests guarding our helms clashed With the foe. Such as a man should be, Wise and noble, s...
Then Beowulf, son of Ecgtheow replied: ‘Wise one, do not grieve. It’s always better To avenge a friend, than mourn too deeply. Each one of us, in this world, must await Our end. Let every man who can, win glory Before he dies. That is best for the warrior In after times, when he is no longer living. Arise, Ward of the Kingdom, let us swiftly Fol...
So, Beowulf, son of Ecgtheow, spoke: ‘Great son of Halfdane, wisest of leaders, Gold-Giver, now I am ready for every Venture, think of what we have said: That if I should depart life in serving You, then after my death you would act Like a father, protector of my company, My young warriors; and if I fall that you Dear Hrothgar, would send to Hygel...
Then he saw on a weapon-pile, a sword, Firm-edged from the days of giants, A warrior’s winning blade of choice, Though greater than any other man Could trust himself to wield in a fight, Fine and noble, a work of the mighty. So the Shielding’s hero seized the hilt, Drew the sword in his furious frenzy, Striking, without thought for his life, So ...
When the ninth hour arrived, the Shieldings Left the cliff with their Gold-Giving king. But Beowulf’s men, sick at heart, stayed To gaze at the mere, hope without belief That they might see their lord and friend Again. Meanwhile, beneath the water, The sword began to break into gory icicles, It was a wonder the way it melted, as ice Will when the ...
Then Beowulf, son of Ecgtheow, spoke: ‘Now, Lord of Shieldings, son of Halfdane, With joy we bring you these lake-spoils, The tokens of triumph you see here. barely escaped with my life from this Fight under the flood, a task fraught With danger, and nothing easy. If God Had not shielded me, all were ended. could not work the deed with Hrunti...
‘Until overweening pride enters him, Waxes and swells, and the warden sleeps, The soul’s guardian, the soundest slumber; Bound in distraction: the slayer is near, Loosing a deadly shaft from the bow. Then under the helm, into the heart, It strikes – he lacks all defence –from those Strange, perverse, demands of the evil one. What he has long rul...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
Then the Geat people prepared a pyre, Piled high on the ground, unstintingly; Hung it with helmets, and battle-shields, And shining mail, as he had commanded. The sorrowful warriors laid the great king, The lord they had loved, there in the midst. Then they kindled the tallest of bale-fires, There on the height. Clouds of smoke rose, Dark over bu...
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that Beowulf is justly called our first epic? Of those translators who have used verse, several have written from what would seem a mistaken point of view. Is it proper, for instance, that the grave and solemn speeches of Beowulf and Hrothgar be put in ballad measures, tripping lightly and airily along? Or, again, is it fitting that the rough
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Sep 13, 2017 · The epic tells the story of Beowulf (his name may mean "bear"), a Geat from Sweden who crosses the sea to Denmark in a quest to rescue King Hrothgar from the demonic monster Grendel. This epic hero, who emerges from the misty reaches of the English past, is a far-Northern mask of a national hero "type," who in other stories wears the mask of St ...
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GRENDEL (Grendel): a man-eating monster who terrorizes the Danes until killed by Beowulf. Grendel lives, with his equally monstrous mother, at the bottom of a foul lake inhabited by assorted other monsters; he is descended from Cain (the progenitor of all evil spirits), though his precise genealogy is not given.
