Beowulf Part I
So those warrior Scyldings passed their lives
The hour came. The ship rode the flood in close
They turned to leave: the ship waited anchored …
A bench was cleared for the Geats in the hall
There was laughter then, and the din resounded …
Outcast and joyless Grendel came to Heorot.
Meanwhile the Danes raced their mounts …
The Dane's chief went on to reward the others.
This was the lay, the song of the poet,
Hrothgar spoke, protector of the Scyldings:
They all gazed at the hot gore surging up
A radiance appeared and a light streamed in
Hrothgar first examined the hilt, engraved
Then the warriors hastened, keen to return …
After Hygelac offered greetings
But, my tale is what happened with Grendel …'
Beowulf heard the news of the terror,
Beowulf the brave king sat on the windy headland.
Beowulf addressed his dear companions
Wiglaf, sad at heart, addressed the warriors.
The fatal wound inflicted by the earth-scorcher began
Ongentheow, old and heavy-hearted, turned
What happened brought to nought the hope of one