Beowulf (illustrated) by unknown author

Author:unknown author
Language: eng
Format: azw
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-01-21T16:00:00+00:00

Hrothgar laments the death of Æschere, his shoulder-companion.

Hrothgar rejoined, helm of the Scyldings:

"Ask not of joyance! Grief is renewed to

The folk of the Danemen. Dead is Æschere,

Yrmenlaf’s brother, older than he,

5 My true-hearted counsellor, trusty adviser,

Shoulder-companion, when fighting in battle

Our heads we protected, when troopers were clashing,

He was my ideal hero.

And heroes were dashing; such an earl should be ever,

An erst-worthy atheling, as Æschere proved him.

10 The flickering death-spirit became in Heorot

His hand-to-hand murderer; I can not tell whither

The cruel one turned in the carcass exulting,

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This horrible creature came to avenge Grendel’s death.

By cramming discovered.1 The quarrel she wreaked then,

That last night igone Grendel thou killedst

15 In grewsomest manner, with grim-holding clutches,

Since too long he had lessened my liege-troop and wasted

My folk-men so foully. He fell in the battle

With forfeit of life, and another has followed,

A mighty crime-worker, her kinsman avenging,

20 And henceforth hath ‘stablished her hatred unyielding,2

As it well may appear to many a liegeman,

Who mourneth in spirit the treasure-bestower,

Her heavy heart-sorrow; the hand is now lifeless

Which3 availed you in every wish that you cherished.

I have heard my vassals speak of these two uncanny monsters who lived in the moors.

25 Land-people heard I, liegemen, this saying,

Dwellers in halls, they had seen very often

A pair of such mighty march-striding creatures,

Far-dwelling spirits, holding the moorlands:

One of them wore, as well they might notice,

30 The image of woman, the other one wretched

In guise of a man wandered in exile,

Except he was huger than any of earthmen;

Earth-dwelling people entitled him Grendel

In days of yore: they know not their father,

35 Whe’r ill-going spirits any were borne him

The inhabit the most desolate and horrible places.

Ever before. They guard the wolf-coverts,

Lands inaccessible, wind-beaten nesses,

Fearfullest fen-deeps, where a flood from the mountains

’Neath mists of the nesses netherward rattles,

40 The stream under earth: not far is it henceward

Measured by mile-lengths that the mere-water standeth,

Which forests hang over, with frost-whiting covered,4

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A firm-rooted forest, the floods overshadow.

There ever at night one an ill-meaning portent

45 A fire-flood may see; ’mong children of men

None liveth so wise that wot of the bottom;

Though harassed by hounds the heath-stepper seek for,

Even the hounded deer will not seek refuge in these uncanny regions.

Fly to the forest, firm-antlered he-deer,

Spurred from afar, his spirit he yieldeth,

50 His life on the shore, ere in he will venture

To cover his head. Uncanny the place is:

Thence upward ascendeth the surging of waters,

Wan to the welkin, when the wind is stirring

The weathers unpleasing, till the air groweth gloomy,

To thee only can I look for assistance.

55 And the heavens lower. Now is help to be gotten

From thee and thee only! The abode thou know’st not,

The dangerous place where thou’rt able to meet with

The sin-laden hero: seek if thou darest!

For the feud I will fully fee thee with money,

60 With old-time treasure, as erstwhile I did thee,

With well-twisted jewels, if away thou shalt get thee."

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