Front Page Titles (by Subject) IX.: UNFERTH CONTENDETH IN WORDS WITH BEOWULF. - The Tale of Beowulf, sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats
IX.: UNFERTH CONTENDETH IN WORDS WITH BEOWULF. - 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.
UNFERTH CONTENDETH IN WORDS WITH BEOWULF.
- SPAKE out then Unferth that bairn was of Ecglaf,
- And he sat at the feet of the lord of the Scyldings,
- He unbound the battle-rune; was Beowulf’s faring,
- Of him the proud mere-farer, mickle unliking,
- Whereas he begrudg’d it of any man other
- That he glories more mighty the middle-garth over
- Should hold under heaven than he himself held:
- Art thou that Beowulf who won strife with Breca
- On the wide sea contending in swimming,
- When ye two for pride’s sake search’d out the floods
- And for a dolt’s cry into deep water
- Thrust both your life-days? No man the twain of you,
- Lief or loth were he, might lay wyte to stay you
- Your sorrowful journey, when on the sea row’d ye;
- Then when the ocean-stream ye with your arms deck’d,
- Meted the mere-streets, there your hands brandish’d!
- O’er the Spearman ye glided; the sea with waves welter’d,
- The surge of the winter. Ye twain in the waves’ might
- For a seven nights swink’d. He outdid thee in swimming,
- And the more was his might; but him in the morn-tide
- To the Heatho-Remes’ land the holm bore ashore,
- And thence away sought he to his dear land and lovely,
- The lief to his people sought the land of the Brondings,
- The fair burg peace-warding, where he the folk owned,
- The burg and the gold rings. What to thee-ward he boasted,
- Beanstan’s son, for thee soothly he brought it about.
- Now ween I for thee things worser than erewhile,
- Though thou in the war-race wert everywhere doughty,
- In the grim war, if thou herein Grendel darest
- Night-long for a while of time nigh to abide.
- Then Beowulf spake out, the Ecgtheow’s bairn:
- What! thou no few of things, O Unferth my friend,
- And thou drunken with beer, about Breca hast spoken,
- Saidest out of his journey; so the sooth now I tell:
- To wit, that the more might ever I owned,
- Hard wearing on wave more than any man else.
- We twain then, we quoth it, while yet we were younglings,
- And we boasted between us, the twain of us being yet
- In our youth-days, that we out onto the Spearman
- Our lives would adventure; and e’en so we wrought it.
- We had a sword naked, when on the sound row’d we,
- Hard in hand, as we twain against the whale-fishes
- Had mind to be warding us. No whit from me
- In the waves of the sea-flood afar might he float
- The hastier in holm, nor would I from him hie me.
- Then we two together, we were in the sea
- For a five nights, till us twain the flood drave asunder,
- The weltering of waves. Then the coldest of weathers
- In the dusking of night and the wind from the northward
- Battle-grim turn’d against us, rough grown were the billows.
- Of the mere-fishes then was the mood all upstirred;
- There me ’gainst the loathly the body-sark mine,
- The hard and the hand-lock’d, was framing me help,
- My battle-rail braided, it lay on my breast
- Gear’d graithly with gold. But me to the ground tugg’d
- A foe and fiend-scather; fast he had me in hold
- That grim one in grip: yet to me was it given,
- That the wretch there, the monster, with point might I reach,
- With my bill of the battle, and the war-race off bore
- The mighty mere-beast through the hand that was mine.