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The Tale of Beowulf

Chapter 10 BEOWULF MAKES AN END OF HIS TALE OF THE SWIMMING. WEALHTHEOW, HROTHGAR'S QUEEN, GREETS HIM; AND HROTHGAR DELIVERS TO HIM THE WARDING OF THE HALL.

Word Count: 951    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

oft over the

ed me hard; thane

rd of mine, as fo

eir fill did they

oers in swall

he feast nigh the

rning-tide, mang

' leaving up th

h the sword, so t

floods for the

etted. Came the lig

acon of God, and

a-nesses now m

Thuswise Weird

unfey, when his

p'd me that I wi

r heard I of figh

of the heavens wa

sea-streams of

on I with life fr

g weary. But me

ng the tide with the

innland. No wh

f the battle-gear

f bills. Nor n

e battle, nor bot

deeds have f

ng swords; though of t

brethren the b

forsooth, for which

nation, though do

e say I forsooth

eeds never Gre

loathly, agains

rt-hall, if suchw

as battle-fierce,

am'd it that the f

ge-onset that

fearful of the

s taketh he, no

e Danes, driveth

d feasteth unw

Spear-Danes. But

ss and might ere t

war-tide. Then let

mead, sithence w

n of men of the

aven's air, shines

eart was the me

ar-renown'd, help

Bright-Danes on

herd knew him, hi

r of heroes, and

words were. Went

Hrothgar, of co

greeted the gro

nk woman the bea

ast-Dane-folk's fa

blithe at the

beloved, and l

hall-cup, that v

ut went she, the D

youngsome, each dea

he treasure, t

duly the Queen t

plifted, the m

he Geat-lord, and

n words, that the w

e earls to have

crimes. But the

ce warrior, from W

d he the word, ma

ke forth, the E

d had I when up

sat down with

d for all the wi

work, or on slau

he fiend; yea and

earl-folk, or

end, here down i

e his words well

the Geat; and the

free Queen to

within the high

utspoken and bli

the victory-folk,

s son would no

e even: wotted

hall was the H

sun-light no mor

d be darkening,

the shadow-helms s

elkin. Uprose t

e glad-minded o

Beowulf, bid

to wield, and with

y man erst

the shield's round

the Dane-folk, s

hold the best

e, show the migh

ne: no lack shall th

rk thou win and

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The Tale of Beowulf
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