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Book: Beowulf

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Believed to be the oldest poem writen in the English language.
Beowulf is an epic, loved by children still today.

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  • LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
    of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,
    53 lines, 3 comments
  • Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings,
    leader beloved, and long he ruled
    62 lines
  • WIGLAF his name was, Weohstan's son,
    linden-thane loved, the lord of Scylfings,
    93 lines
  • WENT he forth to find at fall of night
    that haughty house, and heed wherever
    74 lines
  • BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow: --
    "Lo, we seafarers say our will,
    72 lines
  • THUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdene
    with the woe of these days; not wisest men
    69 lines
  • BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow: --
    "Have mind, thou honored offspring of Healfdene
    85 lines
  • To him the stateliest spake in answer;
    the warriors' leader his word-hoard unlocked: --
    62 lines, 1 comment
  • THAT way he went with no will of his own,
    in danger of life, to the dragon's hoard,
    92 lines
  • STONE-BRIGHT the street: it showed the way
    to the crowd of clansmen. Corselets glistened
    52 lines
  • THAT battle-toil bade he at burg to announce,
    at the fort on the cliff, where, full of sorrow,
    55 lines
  • HROTHGAR answered, helmet of Scyldings: --
    "I knew him of yore in his youthful days;
    86 lines
  • BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow: --
    "Lo, now, this sea-booty, son of Healfdene,
    98 lines
  • HROTHGAR spake, the Scyldings'-helmet: --
    "For fight defensive, Friend my Beowulf,
    43 lines
  • HASTENED the hardy one, henchmen with him,
    sandy strand of the sea to tread
    182 lines
  • UNFERTH spake, the son of Ecglaf,
    who sat at the feet of the Scyldings' lord,
    61 lines
  • THE fall of his lord he was fain to requite
    in after days; and to Eadgils he proved
    70 lines
  • ME thus often the evil monsters
    thronging threatened. With thrust of my sword,
    103 lines
  • I HAVE heard that swiftly the son of Weohstan
    at wish and word of his wounded king, --
    70 lines
  • THEN Hrothgar went with his hero-train,
    defence-of-Scyldings, forth from hall;
    49 lines
  • A PERILOUS path, it proved, he trod
    who heinously hid, that hall within,
    80 lines
  • THEN from the moorland, by misty crags,
    with God's wrath laden, Grendel came.
    82 lines
  • 'MID the battle-gear saw he a blade triumphant,
    old-sword of Eotens, with edge of proof,
    95 lines
  • NOT in any wise would the earls'-defence
    suffer that slaughterous stranger to live,
    46 lines, 1 comment
  • "UNDER harness his heart then is hit indeed
    by sharpest shafts; and no shelter avails
    74 lines
  • MANY at morning, as men have told me,
    warriors gathered the gift-hall round,
    88 lines
  • CAME now to ocean the ever-courageous
    hardy henchmen, their harness bearing,
    76 lines
  • HROTHGAR spake, -- to the hall he went,
    stood by the steps, the steep roof saw,
    66 lines
  • "So held this king to the customs old,
    that I wanted for nought in the wage I gained,
    77 lines
  • THERE was hurry and hest in Heorot now
    for hands to bedeck it, and dense was the throng
    60 lines
  • THEN the baleful fiend its fire belched out,
    and bright homes burned. The blaze stood high
    80 lines
  • AND the lord of earls, to each that came
    with Beowulf over the briny ways,
    75 lines
  • "THEN he goes to his chamber, a grief-song chants
    alone for his lost. Too large all seems,
    143 lines
  • THEN hastened those heroes their home to see,
    friendless, to find the Frisian land,
    68 lines
  • 'TWAS now, men say, in his sovran's need
    that the earl made known his noble strain,
    59 lines
  • A CUP she gave him, with kindly greeting
    and winsome words. Of wounden gold,
    60 lines, 1 comment
  • IT was heavy hap for that hero young
    on his lord beloved to look and find him
    73 lines
  • HROTHGAR spake, helmet-of-Scyldings: --
    "Ask not of pleasure! Pain is renewed
    63 lines
  • "THE bloody swath of Swedes and Geats
    and the storm of their strife, were seen afar,
    113 lines
  • BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow:
    "Sorrow not, sage! It beseems us better
    91 lines
  • THEN fashioned for him the folk of Geats
    firm on the earth a funeral-pile,
    46 lines
  • AND the lord of earls, to each that came
    with Beowulf over the briny ways,
    75 lines
  • A CUP she gave him, with kindly greeting
    and winsome words. Of wounden gold,
    60 lines, 1 comment
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