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29 Firm am I to do my jarlman’s deed withal, Or to dree my end-of- days in this mead-hall.” Those words well pleased that woman,- the Geatman’s battle-vows; And gold-bedight she went, then, to sit beside her spouse, Folk- Queen high-born. And once again there be Brave words spoken, and hall-men in glee, And uproar of victor-folk-until the King anon Would seek his evening resting-place, Halfdane’s Son. He knew that battle waited the fiend on that high floor, After they the sun-light could see no more, After the dun night was over all about, And the shapes of shadow should come aprowling out, Wan beneath the welkin. Together rose the clan; Then Hrothgar greeted Beowulf, man wishing luck to man, Gave him of that wine-house the power and sway, and swore: “Never have I trusted to any man before,Not since I could heave up hand and shield of me, This brave house of Danemen, until now to thee. Have now and hold it-this excelling hall! Remember thy glory,- make known thy might to all! Watch against the Wrathful! Each wish of thine I’ll do, If with thy life thou seest this deed of daring through.” |
