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Ringler, Dick / Beowulf: A New Translation for Oral Delivery (May 2005)

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3e*1 Beowulf replied:
++1a1a(i) "You must bear this sudden
+2a1a(ii) misfortune patiently.
++1a1a(i) It is far, far better
2b1b to avenge a friend
2770 +2a1a(i) than vainly mourn him.
3e1 Each of us comes
2b1b to the end of life
2b1- here on earth;
2b1a let him who can
3e1 earn himself fame
3b*1a with honor, the best
d1a memorial
2b1b once a man is dead.
1a1b(i) Get to your feet now!
2780 2b1b We will go at once
3b*1a to follow the fiend's
1d1 foul kinswoman.
+2e1b I promise she will find
+1a1b(i) no place of concealment
2b2b in the depths of the earth
2c1b or in deep forests
2b2b or in gulfs of the sea,
2b2- go where she will!
d1a Be resolute,
2790 2e1a Hrothgar, and show
+1a*1a(i) the splendid composure
d1b I expect from you."
3e*1 Joyfully the king
2b2- jumped to his feet,
2b1b giving thanks to God
3b1b for those thrilling words.
3b*1a They bridled a horse
3b1b with a braided mane
+2a1a(i) for royal Hrothgar,
2800 2c1a who rode forward
+1a*1a(i) surrounded by comrades
3b1a with ready shields.
+1a1a(i) They glimpsed the footprints
+2a1a(i) of Grendel's mother
2b1- far and wide
3b1c along the forest tracks,
2b2b saw the spoor of the fiend
2c1b where she sped onward
3b1b over murky moors
2810 +3e1 and mist-shrouded hills,
1a*1a(i) clutching the lifeless
2b2- corpse of the best
3b1c and most courageous thane
+2a1a(i) in Hrothgar's Denmark.
3b1a The dauntless Geat
3b1b with some Danish scouts
+2e1b was always in the lead
2c1b as the armed squadron
2e1b struggled over steep
2820 3e1 stone-covered slopes
3b*1a or threaded its way
2b1a through thin defiles
++1d1 where they walked warily
2b2- one at a time,
+2a1a(i) while slimy sea-beasts
2e1b slithered into holes.
3e*1 Suddenly they saw
3e1 sinister trees
2a1a(ii) growing crookedly
2830 2c1b against grey boulders.
2a1a(i) Blood-streaked billows
1a1a(i) boiled beneath them,
2e1a weltered in gore.
2b2a And what did they find
2b2b on the brink of that pool,
3e1 bringing them grief,
3e1 bringing them great
3e*1 bitterness of mind,
1a1b(i) what did they find there
2840 2b1a with woe and fear
3b1a and anguish, what
+3e1 but Æschere's head?
3e1 Warriors stared
2c1b at the waves heaving
3f1a with hot gore,
2c1b while their horns bleated
2a1a(ii) urgent battle-calls.
3e1 Everyone sat.
2b1a They watched as weird
2850 2a1a(i) water dragons
d1a and sea-serpents
2b2- slid through the waves
2b2a or basked in the sun
+1a1b(i) on bluffs near the water,
2a1a(i) cruel creatures
2b1b of the kind that wreck
2e1a sailors and ships
3b1a at sun-up, out
3f1b on the high seas.
2860 2b1b When they heard that bright
2e1a hubbub of horns
3b*1a they hurried away,
+1a1a(i) surprised and panicked.
2b2a The prince of the Geats
1d*1(i) wounded one of them
d1b with a war-arrow;
3b1a the fire-hard point
+1a1a(i) transfixed its vitals
+1a1a(ii) with fine effectiveness---
2870 +3e*1 and fatally: it swam
1a*1a(i) slower and slower,
3b*1a disabled by death.
2e1a Deftly the men
2e1a dragged it to shore
2c1a with barbed boar-spears,
2a1a(ii) beached it, hoisted it
1a1b(i) high on the windy
2e1a headland, a weird
1d1 wave wanderer;
2880 3e1 warriors stared
3b1b at the baleful thing.
+3e*1 Now Beowulf put on
d1a his fighting-gear,
2b1b unafraid of death.
+1d1 His wide war-corselet,
2e1a woven by hand,
1a*1a(i) splendid and supple,
2b1b must explore the depths;
3b*1b it was fashioned with skill
2890 ++1a1a(i) to defend his body
d1b so that enemies
d1b could not injure him
3b*1b nor the malice of foes
2e1a menace his life.
+2a1a(i) The helmet gleaming
2b1b on his head, adorned
3b*1a with silver, must sink
3b1a through swirling waves
+1a*1a(i) to stir up the bottom
2900 2b1b of that strange abyss;
2b2b it was all reinforced
3b1a with iron bands
2b1- forged by smiths
3b1b of a former age,
+1a*1b emblazoned and embellished
+1d1 with boar images
+1a*1a(i) protecting its owner
++1a1a(i) from the touch of weapons.
+2a1a(i) The hero counted
2910 2b2a on help from the sword
2e1a Hrunting, the blade
2a1a(i) Hrothgar's spokesman
2a1a(i) Unferth lent him
2b1b in this hour of need,
d1b a preeminent
2a1a(i) ancient treasure,
+2a1a(i) its iron edges
1a1a(ii) etched with poison-twigs
3b*1a and baptized in blood;
2920 +1a*1b in battle it had never
1d1 failed anyone
+2a1a(iii) who flourished it boldly
2b2a and dared to indulge
+2a1a(iii) in desperate war-play.
2b2b This was far from the first
2c1- fierce struggle
+2a1a(i) the splendid weapon
3b*1b was expected to win,
3b1b and when Unferth, son
2930 +2a1a(i) of Ecglaf, handed
2b2a his blade to a far,
+2a1a(i) far better swordsman,
2b2a he chose to forget
3b*1a his challenge while drunk
2b1b of the night before.
2b1b He did not himself
+1d*1(i) have any appetite
+2a1a(iii) for undersea combat
2b1b and thus lost his chance
2940 3b1a of lasting fame,
d1b which was totally
+1a1b(i) untrue of the other,
+3e1 of Beowulf, once
+1a*1a(i) he bound on his armor.

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