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46 Of gems and wrought jewels-to their ships away. On sea-voyage to the Danefolk the royal wife they bore; Led her back to kinsmen.” Sung was now the lay, The harp-chant of gleeman. Mirth arose once more, Loud rang the bench-joy. Cup- bearers did pour Wine from jars-of-wonder. Forth came there, Walking under golden crown, to where the friendly pair, The nephew and the uncle, sate: then was their kinship still at one, Each unto the other true: And Spokesman Unferth, Ecglaf’s son, Sate at the feet of Scyldings’ King. Both trusted still his spirit bold, That he was man of courage keen; though he unto his kin of old Were not at sword-play merciful. And then the Dame of Scyldings spake: “Breaker-of-Rings and Free-Lord mine, now this beaker take; Be thou blithe of spirit, thou Gold-Friend in hall; Bespeak the Geats in happy words, such as behooves withal; Be gladsome to the Geatmen, and not forgetful be Of good gifts anear or far which now thou havest free. ‘T was told me, this warrior thou ‘dst take for son to thee. This bright ring-chamber, this Heorot, is restored; Use, while still thou mayest, thy times for fair reward; And leave unto thy kinsmen the folk and the state, When ‘t is thine to fare forth, to greet eternal fate. I know my gladsome Hrothulf-that ‘t is his will to be Gracious to these boys of ours, if earlier thou than he, O thou Friend of Scyldings, leavest the world behind. I ween, with goodness he’ll requite the offspring of us two, If he all that remembers that you and I did do For him when erst a youngling, with gifts and honors kind.” Thereat to bench she turned her where her lads were then, Hrethric and Hrothmund, with bairns of fighting men The youth all together. There sate the doughty Thane, Beowulf, the Geatman, between the brothers twain. |