Front Page Titles (by Subject) VII.: BEOWULF SPEAKETH WITH HROTHGAR, AND TELLETH HOW HE WILL MEET GRENDEL. - The Tale of Beowulf, sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats
VII.: BEOWULF SPEAKETH WITH HROTHGAR, AND TELLETH HOW HE WILL MEET GRENDEL. - Beowulf, The Tale of Beowulf, sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats [750 AD]
The Tale of Beowulf, sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats, trans. William Morris and A.J. Wyatt (London: Longmans, Green, and Co., 1910).
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- The Story of Beowulf
- I.: And First of the Kindred of Hrothgar.
- II.: Concerning Hrothgar, and How He Built the House Called Hart. Also Grendel Is Told Of.
- III.: How Grendel Fell Upon Hart and Wasted It.
- IV.: Now Comes Beowulf Ecgtheow’s Son to the Land of the Danes, and the Wall-warden Speaketh With Him.
- V.: Here Beowulf Makes Answer to the Land-warden, Who Showeth Him the Way to the King’s Abode.
- VI.: Beowulf and the Geats Come Into Hart.
- VII.: Beowulf Speaketh With Hrothgar, and Telleth How He Will Meet Grendel.
- VIII.: Hrothgar Answereth Beowulf and Biddeth Him Sit to the Feast.
- IX.: Unferth Contendeth In Words With Beowulf.
- X.: Beowulf Makes an End of His Tale of the Swimming. Wealhtheow, Hrothgar’s Queen, Greets Him; and Hrothgar Delivers to Him the Warding of the Hall.
- XI.: Now Is Beowulf Left In the Hall Alone With His Men.
- XII.: Grendel Cometh Into Hart: of the Strife Betwixt Him and Beowulf.
- XIII.: Beowulf Hath the Victory: Grendel Is Hurt Deadly and Leaveth Hand and Arm In the Hall.
- XIV.: The Danes Rejoice; They Go to Look On the Slot of Grendel, and Come Back to Hart, and On the Way Make Merry With Racing and the Telling of Tales.
- XV.: King Hrothgar and His Thanes Look On the Arm of Grendel. Converse Betwixt Hrothgar and Beowulf Concerning the Battle.
- XVI.: Hrothgar Giveth Gifts to Beowulf.
- XVII.: They Feast In Hart. the Gleeman Sings of Finn and Hengest.
- XVIII.: The Ending of the Tale of Finn.
- XIX.: More Gifts Are Given to Beowulf. the Brising Collar Told Of.
- XX.: Grendel’s Dam Breaks Into Hart and Bears Off Aeschere.
- XXI.: Hrothgar Laments the Slaying of Aeschere, and Tells of Grendel’s Mother and Her Den.
- XXII.: They Follow Grendel’s Dam to Her Lair.
- XXIII.: Beowulf Reacheth the Mere-bottom In a Day’s While, and Contends With Grendel’s Dam.
- XXIV.: Beowulf Slayeth Grendel’s Dam, Smiteth Off Grendel’s Head, and Cometh Back With His Thanes to Hart.
- XXV.: Converse of Hrothgar With Beowulf.
- XXVI.: More Converse of Hrothgar and Beowulf: the Geats Make Them Ready For Departure.
- XXVII.: Beowulf Bids Hrothgar Farewell: the Geats Fare to Ship.
- XXVIII.: Beowulf Comes Back to His Land. of the Tale of Thrytho.
- XXIX.: Beowulf Tells Hygelac of Hrothgar: Also of Freawaru His Daughter.
- XXX.: Beowulf Forebodes Ill From the Wedding of Freawaru: He Tells of Grendel and His Dam.
- XXXI.: Beowulf Gives Hrothgar’s Gifts to Hygelac, and By Him Is Rewarded. of the Death of Hygelac and of Heardred His Son, and How Beowulf Is King of the Geats: the Worm Is First Told Of.
- XXXII.: How the Worm Came to the Howe, and How He Was Robbed of a Cup; and How He Fell On the Folk.
- XXXIII.: The Worm Burns Beowulf’s House, and Beowulf Gets Ready to Go Against Him. Beowulf’s Early Deeds In Battle With the Hetware Told Of.
- XXXIV.: Beowulf Goes Against the Worm. He Tells of Herebeald and HÆthcyn.
- XXXV.: Beowulf Tells of Past Feuds, and Bids Farewell to His Fellows. He Falls On the Worm, and the Battle of Them Begins.
- XXXVI.: Wiglaf Son of Weohstan Goes to the Help of Beowulf: NÆgling, Beowulf’s Sword, Is Broken On the Worm.
- XXXVII.: They Two Slay the Worm. Beowulf Is Wounded Deadly: He Biddeth Wiglaf Bear Out the Treasure.
- XXXVIII.: Beowulf Beholdeth the Treasure and Passeth Away.
- XXXIX.: Wiglaf Casteth Shame On Those Fleers.
- Xl.: Wiglaf Sendeth Tiding to the Host: the Words of the Messenger.
- Xli.: More Words of the Messenger. How He Fears the Swedes When They Wot of Beowulf Dead.
- Xlii.: They Go to Look On the Field of Deed.
- Xliii.: of the Burial of Beowulf.
BEOWULF SPEAKETH WITH HROTHGAR, AND TELLETH HOW HE WILL MEET GRENDEL.
- WORD then gave out Hrothgar the helm of the Scyldings:
- I knew him in sooth when he was but a youngling,
- And his father, the old man, was Ecgtheow hight;
- Unto whom at his home gave Hrethel the Geat-lord
- His one only daughter; and now hath his offspring
- All hardy come hither a lief lord to seek him.
- For that word they spake then, the sea-faring men,
- E’en they who the gift-scat for the Geat-folk had ferry’d,
- Brought thither for thanks, that of thirty of men-folk
- The craft of might hath he within his own handgrips,
- That war-strong of men. Now him holy God
- For kind help hath sent off here even to us,
- We men of the West Danes, as now I have weening,
- ’Gainst the terror of Grendel. So I to that good one
- For his mighty mood-daring shall the dear treasure bid.
- Haste now and be speedy, and bid them in straightway,
- The kindred-band gather’d together, to see us,
- And in words say thou eke that they be well comen
- To the folk of the Danes. To the door of the hall then
- Went Wulfgar, and words withinward he flitted:
- He bade me to say you, my lord of fair battle,
- The elder of East-Danes, that he your blood knoweth,
- And that unto him are ye the sea-surges over,
- Ye lads hardy-hearted, well come to land hither;
- And now may ye wend you all in war-raiment
- Under the battle-mask Hrothgar to see.
- But here let your battle-boards yet be abiding,
- With your war-weed and slaughter-shafts, issue of words.
- Then rose up the rich one, much warriors around him,
- Chosen heap of the thanes, but there some abided
- The war-gear to hold, as the wight one was bidding.
- Swift went they together, as the warrior there led them,
- Under Hart’s roof: went the stout-hearted,
- The hardy neath helm, till he stood by the high-seat.
- Then Beowulf spake out, on him shone the byrny,
- His war-net besown by the wiles of the smith:
- Hail to thee, Hrothgar! I am of Hygelac
- Kinsman and folk-thane; fair deeds have I many
- Begun in my youth-tide, and this matter of Grendel
- On the turf of mine own land undarkly I knew.
- ’Tis the seafarers’ say that standeth this hall,
- The best house forsooth, for each one of warriors
- All idle and useless, after the even-light
- Under the heaven-loft hidden becometh.
- Then lightly they learn’d me, my people, this lore,
- E’en the best that there be of the wise of the churls,
- O Hrothgar the kingly, that thee should I seek to,
- Whereas of the might of my craft were they cunning;
- For they saw me when came I from out of my wargear,
- Blood-stain’d from the foe whenas five had I bounden,
- Quell’d the kin of the eotens, and in the wave slain
- The nicors by night-tide: strait need then I bore,
- Wreak’d the grief of the Weders, the woe they had gotten;
- I ground down the wrathful; and now against Grendel
- I here with the dread one alone shall be dooming,
- In Thing with the giant. I now then with thee,
- O lord of the bright Danes, will fall to my bidding,
- O berg of Scyldings, and bid thee one boon,
- Which, O refuge of warriors, gainsay me not now,
- Since, O free friend of folks, from afar have I come,
- That I alone, I and my band of the earls,
- This hard heap of men, may cleanse Hart of ill.
- This eke have I heard say, that he, the fell monster,
- In his wan-heed recks nothing of weapons of war;
- Forgo I this therefore (if so be that Hygelac
- Will still be my man-lord, and he blithe of mood)
- To bear the sword with me, or bear the broad shield,
- Yellow-round to the battle; but with naught save the hand-grip
- With the foe shall I grapple, and grope for the life
- The loathly with loathly. There he shall believe
- In the doom of the Lord whom death then shall take.
- Now ween I that he, if he may wield matters,
- E’en there in the war-hall the folk of the Geats
- Shall eat up unafear’d, as oft he hath done it
- With the might of the Hrethmen: no need for thee therefore
- My head to be hiding; for me will he have
- With gore all bestain’d, if the death of men get me;
- He will bear off my bloody corpse minded to taste it;
- Unmournfully then will the Lone-goer eat it,
- Will blood-mark the moor-ways; for the meat of my body
- Naught needest thou henceforth in any wise grieve thee.
- But send thou to Hygelac, if the war have me,
- The best of all war-shrouds that now my breast wardeth,
- The goodliest of railings, the good gift of Hrethel,
- The hand-work of Weland. Weird wends as she willeth.