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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345971" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beowulf (Episode 15)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THERE was hurry and hest in Heorot now <br>for hands to bedeck it, and dense was the throng <br>of men and women the wine-hall to cleanse, <br>the guest-room to garnish. Gold-gay shone the hangings <br>that were wove on the wall, and wonders many <br>to delight each mortal that looks upon them. <br>Though braced within by iron bands, <br>that building bright was broken sorely; <br>rent were its hinges; the roof alone <br>held safe and sound, when, seared with crime, <br>the fiendish foe his flight essayed, <br>of life despairing. -- No light thing that, <br>the flight for safety, -- essay it who will! <br>Forced of fate, he shall find his way <br>to the refuge ready for race of man, <br>for soul-possessors, and sons of earth; <br>and there his body on bed of death <br>shall rest after revel. <br>Arrived was the hour <br>when to hall proceeded Healfdene's son: <br>the king himself would sit to banquet. <br>Ne'er heard I of host in haughtier throng <br>more graciously gathered round giver-of-rings! <br>Bowed then to bench those bearers-of-glory, <br>fain of the feasting. Featly received <br>many a mead-cup the mighty-in-spirit, <br>kinsmen who sat in the sumptuous hall, <br>Hrothgar and Hrothulf. Heorot now <br>was filled with friends; the folk of Scyldings <br>ne'er yet had tried the traitor's deed. <br>To Beowulf gave the bairn of Healfdene <br>a gold-wove banner, guerdon of triumph, <br>broidered battle-flag, breastplate and helmet; <br>and a splendid sword was seen of many <br>borne to the brave one. Beowulf took <br>cup in hall: for such costly gifts <br>he suffered no shame in that soldier throng. <br>For I heard of few heroes, in heartier mood, <br>with four such gifts, so fashioned with gold, <br>on the ale-bench honoring others thus! <br>O'er the roof of the helmet high, a ridge, <br>wound with wires, kept ward o'er the head, <br>lest the relict-of-files should fierce invade, <br>sharp in the strife, when that shielded hero <br>should go to grapple against his foes. <br>Then the earls'-defence on the floor bade lead <br>coursers eight, with carven head-gear, <br>adown the hall: one horse was decked <br>with a saddle all shining and set in jewels; <br>'twas the battle-seat of the best of kings, <br>when to play of swords the son of Healfdene <br>was fain to fare. Ne'er failed his valor <br>in the crush of combat when corpses fell. <br>To Beowulf over them both then gave <br>the refuge-of-Ingwines right and power, <br>o'er war-steeds and weapons: wished him joy of them. <br>Manfully thus the mighty prince, <br>hoard-guard for heroes, that hard fight repaid <br>with steeds and treasures contemned by none <br>who is willing to say the sooth aright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Olde+English">Anonymous Olde English</a><div class=q>
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for hands to bedeck it, and dense was the throng 
of men and women the wine-hall to cleanse, 
the guest-room to garnish. Gold-gay shone the hangings 
that were wove on the wall, and wonders many 
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