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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345981" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beowulf (Episode 26)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow: --<br>&quot;Lo, we seafarers say our will,<br>far-come men, that we fain would seek<br>Hygelac now. We here have found<br>hosts to our heart: thou hast harbored us well.<br>If ever on earth I am able to win me<br>more of thy love, O lord of men,<br>aught anew, than I now have done,<br>for work of war I am willing still!<br>If it come to me ever across the seas<br>that neighbor foemen annoy and fright thee, --<br>as they that hate thee erewhile have used, --<br>thousands then of thanes I shall bring,<br>heroes to help thee. Of Hygelac I know,<br>ward of his folk, that, though few his years,<br>the lord of the Geats will give me aid<br>by word and by work, that well I may serve thee,<br>wielding the war-wood to win thy triumph<br>and lending thee might when thou lackest men.<br>If thy Hrethric should come to court of Geats,<br>a sovran's son, he will surely there<br>find his friends. A far-off land<br>each man should visit who vaunts him brave.&quot;<br>Him then answering, Hrothgar spake: --<br>&quot;These words of thine the wisest God<br>sent to thy soul! No sager counsel<br>from so young in years e'er yet have I heard.<br>Thou art strong of main and in mind art wary,<br>art wise in words! I ween indeed<br>if ever it hap that Hrethel's heir<br>by spear be seized, by sword-grim battle,<br>by illness or iron, thine elder and lord,<br>people's leader, -- and life be thine, --<br>no seemlier man will the Sea-Geats find<br>at all to choose for their chief and king,<br>for hoard-guard of heroes, if hold thou wilt<br>thy kinsman's kingdom! Thy keen mind pleases me<br>the longer the better, Beowulf loved! <br>Thou hast brought it about that both our peoples,<br>sons of the Geat and Spear-Dane folk,<br>shall have mutual peace, and from murderous strife,<br>such as once they waged, from war refrain.<br>Long as I rule this realm so wide,<br>let our hoards be common, let heroes with gold<br>each other greet o'er the gannet's-bath,<br>and the ringed-prow bear o'er rolling waves<br>tokens of love. I trow my landfolk<br>towards friend and foe are firmly joined,<br>and honor they keep in the olden way.&quot;<br>To him in the hall, then, Healfdene's son<br>gave treasures twelve, and the trust-of-earls<br>bade him fare with the gifts to his folk beloved,<br>hale to his home, and in haste return.<br>Then kissed the king of kin renowned,<br>Scyldings' chieftain, that choicest thane,<br>and fell on his neck. Fast flowed the tears<br>of the hoary-headed. Heavy with winters,<br>he had chances twain, but he clung to this, --<br>that each should look on the other again,<br>and hear him in hall. Was this hero so dear to him.<br>his breast's wild billows he banned in vain;<br>safe in his soul a secret longing,<br>locked in his mind, for that loved man<br>burned in his blood. Then Beowulf strode,<br>glad of his gold-gifts, the grass-plot o'er,<br>warrior blithe. The wave-roamer bode<br>riding at anchor, its owner awaiting.<br>As they hastened onward, Hrothgar's gift<br>they lauded at length. -- 'Twas a lord unpeered,<br>every way blameless, till age had broken<br>-- it spareth no mortal -- his splendid might.</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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&quot;Lo, we seafarers say our will,
far-come men, that we fain would seek
Hygelac now. We here have found
hosts to our heart: thou hast harbored us well.
If ever on earth I am able to win me
more of thy love, ..."></div>
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