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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beowulf (Episode 27)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">CAME now to ocean the ever-courageous<br>hardy henchmen, their harness bearing,<br>woven war-sarks. The warden marked,<br>trusty as ever, the earl's return.<br>From the height of the hill no hostile words<br>reached the guests as he rode to greet them;<br>but &quot;Welcome!&quot; he called to that Weder clan<br>as the sheen-mailed spoilers to ship marched on.<br>Then on the strand, with steeds and treasure<br>and armor their roomy and ring-dight ship<br>was heavily laden: high its mast<br>rose over Hrothgar's hoarded gems.<br>A sword to the boat-guard Beowulf gave,<br>mounted with gold; on the mead-bench since<br>he was better esteemed, that blade possessing,<br>heirloom old. -- Their ocean-keel boarding,<br>they drove through the deep, and Daneland left.<br>A sea-cloth was set, a sail with ropes,<br>firm to the mast; the flood-timbers moaned; <br>nor did wind over billows that wave-swimmer blow<br>across from her course. The craft sped on,<br>foam-necked it floated forth o'er the waves,<br>keel firm-bound over briny currents,<br>till they got them sight of the Geatish cliffs,<br>home-known headlands. High the boat,<br>stirred by winds, on the strand updrove.<br>Helpful at haven the harbor-guard stood,<br>who long already for loved companions<br>by the water had waited and watched afar.<br>He bound to the beach the broad-bosomed ship<br>with anchor-bands, lest ocean-billows<br>that trusty timber should tear away.<br>Then Beowulf bade them bear the treasure,<br>gold and jewels; no journey far<br>was it thence to go to the giver of rings,<br>Hygelac Hrethling: at home he dwelt<br>by the sea-wall close, himself and clan.<br>Haughty that house, a hero the king,<br>high the hall, and Hygd right young,<br>wise and wary, though winters few<br>in those fortress walls she had found a home,<br>Haereth's daughter. Nor humble her ways,<br>nor grudged she gifts to the Geatish men,<br>of precious treasure. Not Thryth's pride showed she,<br>folk-queen famed, or that fell deceit.<br>Was none so daring that durst make bold<br>(save her lord alone) of the liegemen dear<br>that lady full in the face to look,<br>but forged fetters he found his lot,<br>bonds of death! And brief the respite;<br>soon as they seized him, his sword-doom was spoken,<br>and the burnished blade a baleful murder<br>proclaimed and closed. No queenly way<br>for woman to practise, though peerless she,<br>that the weaver-of-peace from warrior dear<br>by wrath and lying his life should reave!<br>But Hemming's kinsman hindered this. --<br>For over their ale men also told<br>that of these folk-horrors fewer she wrought,<br>onslaughts of evil, after she went,<br>gold-decked bride, to the brave young prince,<br>atheling haughty, and Offa's hall<br>o'er the fallow flood at her father's bidding<br>safely sought, where since she prospered,<br>royal, throned, rich in goods,<br>fain of the fair life fate had sent her,<br>and leal in love to the lord of warriors.<br>He, of all heroes I heard of ever<br>from sea to sea, of the sons of earth,<br>most excellent seemed. Hence Offa was praised<br>for his fighting and feeing by far-off men,<br>the spear-bold warrior; wisely he ruled<br>over his empire. Eomer woke to him,<br>help of heroes, Hemming's kinsman,<br>Grandson of Garmund, grim in war.</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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hardy henchmen, their harness bearing,
woven war-sarks. The warden marked,
trusty as ever, the earl's return.
From the height of the hill no hostile words
reached the guests as he rode to greet them;
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