Hwæt! wē Gār-Dena in gēar-dagum
Hark! Of the Spear-Danes in the yore-days
þēod-cyninga þrym gefrūnon,
Of nation-kings, of glory we have heard,
hū ðā æþelingas ellen fremedon.
How those princes did daring deeds!
Oft Scyld Scēfing sceaþena þrēatum,
Oft did Scyld Scefing from soldiers strong,
monegum mǣgþum meodo-setla oftēah.
From many men make he off with their mead-benches.
Egsode eorl, syððan ǣrest wearð
He terrified many an earl, since he wast from the first
fēa-sceaft funden; hē þæs frōfre gebād,
As a foundling found; and so he abided in biding his time,
wēox under wolcnum, weorð-myndum þāh,
Waxed he under the welkin, world-wealth he won,
oð þæt him ǣghwylc þāra ymb-sittendra
Until each and every one of those his neighbor-wights
ofer hron-rāde hȳran scolde,
Over the whale-road harkened to his will
gomban gyldan; þæt wæs gōd cyning.
And gave him gifts; ah -- that was a good king!
þǣm eafera wæs æfter cenned
To him was a boy then afterwards born,
geong in geardum, þone god sende
A youth in his yard, him did God send
folce tō frōfre; fyren‐þearfe ongeat,
To find favor for the folk; for he felt their awful grief,
þæt hīe ǣr drugon aldor‐lēase
That they ere lacked a leader, were earl-less
lange hwīle. Him þæs līf‐frēa,
For a long while.
wuldres wealdend, worold‐āre forgeaf;
Bēowulf wæs brēme (blǣd wīde sprang),
Scyldes eafera Scede‐landum in.
Swā sceal geong guma, gōde gewyrcean,
fromum feoh‐giftum on fæder wine,
þæt hine on ylde eft gewunigen
wil‐gesīðas, þonne wīg cume,
lēode gelǣsten: lof‐dǣdum sceal
in mǣgða gehwǣre man geþēon.
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