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

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2b1c until they led away
2c1b to a lost battle
3f1a their own lives
4080 3b1b and their allies' too.
+1d1 An old warrior,
1a*1a(i) eyeing those treasures
d1b at the mead-drinking,
+2a1a(i) remembers comrades
2e1a slaughtered by spears
++1a1a(i) and his soul is bitter.
2c1a With grim goading
++1a1a(i) he begins to poison
2b2a the thoughts of a young
4090 1a1a(i) thane of Ingeld's,
+2a1a(i) rekindling cruel
2a1a(ii) conflict, whispering:
d1b 'Do you recognize
+2a1a(i) your reverend father's
2e1a weapon, the one
+1a1a(i) he wore to battle,
2e1a marching beneath
d1a his mask-helmet
2c1b to that dread meeting
4100 2c1b where the Danes killed him?
2b1a They trounced our troops
2b1b and controlled the field
3b*1c after our war-chiefs had died
+2a1a(iii) and Withergyld fallen.
2b1- Now a child
3b1c of that pernicious race
1a1b(i) struts past our benches,
2a1a(ii) striding jauntily,
2a1a(i) wearing---flaunting!---
4110 3b1a the well-known sword
2b1b which is yours by right,
2c1a my young comrade!'
3b*1a The old man persists
3b*1a in urgings like these,
1a*1a(i) calling for vengeance
2b1c until it comes at last
3b1b and the woman's thane
2e1a welters in blood,
2e1b paying with his life
4120 2c1b for the past actions
++1a1a(i) of his sire. The sudden
3b*1a assassin escapes,
2c1b with his near perfect
1a*1b knowledge of the country.
2c1a Soon both parties
1a1b(i) break their agreement,
2b1a the oaths of earls;
2a1a(i) Ingeld's fury
e1b is unleashed
4130 2b2b and his love for his wife
3b1a grows cooler, chilled
+2a1a(i) by curdling sorrow.
2c1b I conclude, therefore,
3b*1b that this compact between
3e*1 Heathobards and Danes
+1a*1a(i) is highly unstable
+1a1b(i) and not to be trusted.
+1a1b(i) But now I must tell you
1a1b(i) more about Grendel,
4140 2a1a(ii) mighty Hygelac,
e1c so you may know
3b1b with what naked strength
+3e*1 and savagery we fought.
++1a1a(i) When the sun, the jewel
3b*1a of heaven, had set,
+2a1a(i) the hellish creature
+2a1a(ii) came prowling stealthily
+1a*1a(i) to pay us a visit
3f1b where we held watch
4150 2c1b in the high meadhall.
2e1a Quickly he killed
+2a1a(i) my comrade Hondscioh,
3e*1 quietly asleep
2e1b closest to the door,
+2a1a(i) a girded hero;
2e1a Grendel devoured
3b1a my faithful friend
3b1a with foaming jaws,
3e1 swallowed him whole
4160 3b1b at a single gulp.
3b*1a The demon, his teeth
2e1a dripping with gore,
+2a1a(i) had little longing
2b1a to leave, to slip
1a1b(i) out of the building
2a1a(i) empty handed,
2b1b so he stepped toward me
3b*1a and stretched out his hand,
2b1a agog with greed.
4170 +1a1a(i) A glove was hanging
2b2b from his belt; it was big
3b1a and bloodstained, closed
3b1a by cunning clasps
+3e1 and craftily stitched
3b1a from dragon skins
+3e1 by devilish skill.
2e1a Plainly he planned
3b1a on popping me,
3b*1b who had done him no harm,
4180 2c1b in that dread game-bag,
+2a1a(i) another victim.
2b1c But it was not to be,
2b2b and I rose to my feet
1a*1a(i) raging with fury.
2b1b It would take too long
3b*1a to tell you, my king,
2b1b how he paid the full
2b2- price for his crimes
3b1c and how my actions there
4190 +1a*1b brought honor to your people,
3e*1 Hygelac my lord!
+2a1a(iii) He hurled himself from me,
3b*1a prolonging his life
3b1b for a little while
+1a*1a(i) but leaving behind him,
2b1b as he lunged away,
3f1a his right arm,
1a1b(i) wrenched from its socket
2b2b when he sought in despair
4200 +1a*1b the safety of the marshes.
3f1a When day dawned
3b1a the Danish king
3b*1a rewarded my work
+3e1 with wonderful gifts,
+1a1a(i) with gold and jewels,
2a1a(iii) glorious treasures,
3b*1b where we feasted in hall
+1a1a(i) like friends, surrounded
+1a1a(i) by mirth and music.
4210 2a1a(i) Mighty Hrothgar
3b*1a knows legends and songs
3b1a from long-gone times:
2e1b sometimes he would play
1d1 sweet melodies
3b1b on his sounding harp,
2e1a sometimes sing songs
3e*1 sorrowful but true;
2e1b sometimes he would tell
+2a1a(iii) astonishing stories,
4220 1a1a(i) strange but moving;
3b*1a and sometimes the old
3e1 sad-hearted king,
2e1a mastered by age,
2b1b would lament his youth
3b1a and broken strength,
2c1a his breast surging
2c1b with immense sorrow
3b*1c as he remembered the past.
2b2a We sat in the hall
4230 +3e1 the summer-long day,
1a*1a(i) dining and drinking
3b1b until darkness came
+1a1a(i) again to mankind
+2a1a(i) and Grendel's mother,
2b2a whose son had been slain
d1a so savagely,
3b*1a was ready to wreak
2c1- red vengeance
2b1b and assault the hall.
4240 2b1a She soon picked out
+1a*1a(i) a victim in Heorot
2b1b and avenged her child,
2e1a ending the life
d1a of Æschere,
2c1a the king's closest
3e*1 confidant and friend.
3f1a When day dawned
2b1a the Danes bewailed
d1c their inability
4250 2b1a to burn the corpse
3b1b of their fellow thane
3b1b on a funeral pyre,
3b*1c for she had borne it to blind
+1a*1a(i) abysses of ocean,
2b2a the depths of the sea,
3b*1b in her devil's embrace:
+2a1a(i) the gravest, grimmest,
+2a1a(i) most grievous sorrow
2c1- old Hrothgar
4260 3b1a had ever known.
3b*1b In his anguish of mind
3b*1a he asked me again,
3b*1b as I valued your life,
3b1a to venture mine,
1a*1a(i) risking destruction
2c1b in a rash duel
3b1c beneath the pitching waves;
+1a*1b he promised to reward me.
3b1b It is well known, now,
4270 2b1b how I went to fight
+1d*1(i) the ghastly guardian
3f1b of the great deep;
++1a*1a(i) how we grappled together
2c1a in grim combat;
2b1b how at last my blade
2e1a lopped off the head
+2a1a(i) of Grendel's mother
3b1b in her gloomy hall;
2b1b how the sea turned red;
4280 2c1b how I swam upward
3b*1c after a narrow escape
3b1b (I was not yet doomed);
2b1b and how once again
2c1- wise Hrothgar,
3e1 Healfdene's son,
3b1b gave me handsome gifts.

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