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64 Went to seek his seat then, the Geat so free of sorrow, As the Wise One bade him. And now, as erst, again The feast was dight so fairly for valor-famous men, The sitters in that hall-house.... The helmet of the night Darkened dusky o’er the band. Arose each warrior-wight; The hoary aged Scylding was fain to seek his bed; The Geat did list him passing well to lay to rest his head, He, the famous Shieldman. And soon the Thane-in-hall Who tended with meet courtesy the Hero’s needments all (Ev’n as these ocean-farers were worthy of the best) Led forth the Hero come from far, weary from his quest. So rested he, the Great-Heart. That House it towered high, Broad- roofed, gold-bright. Within it slept the guest, Until the black raven with his blithesome cry Boded the Joy-of-Heaven. Onward came the Bright, The Shine that follows shadow. Hastened every wight; Aethelings were eager back to folk to fare; The Big-Heart would take ship far away from there. Bade he then, this Brave One, Unferth Hrunting bear, Bade him take his sword again, the iron blade so lief; Thanked him for the loan thereof; quoth, he counted it A friend-in-war, a good and great; belied he not a whit The edge of Unferth’s falchion. That was a gallant chief! And when the braves were forward, ready in their gear, Then stepped he forth, the Hero, he to Danes so dear, To where was there the Other high on kingly seat, And then this battling Aetheling did his Hrothgar greet. |
