Front Page Titles (by Subject) XXI.: HROTHGAR LAMENTS THE SLAYING OF AESCHERE, AND TELLS OF GRENDEL'S MOTHER AND HER DEN. - The Tale of Beowulf, sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats
XXI.: HROTHGAR LAMENTS THE SLAYING OF AESCHERE, AND TELLS OF GRENDEL’S MOTHER AND HER DEN. - 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.
HROTHGAR LAMENTS THE SLAYING OF AESCHERE, AND TELLS OF GRENDEL’S MOTHER AND HER DEN.
- SPAKE out then Hrothgar the helm of the Scyldings:
- Ask no more after bliss; for new-made now is sorrow
- For the folk of the Danes; for Aeschere is dead,
- He who was Yrmenlaf’s elder of brethren,
- My wise man of runes, my bearer of redes,
- Mine own shoulder-fellow, when we in the war-tide
- Warded our heads and the host on the host fell,
- And the boars were a-crashing; e’en such should an earl be,
- An atheling exceeding good, e’en as was Aeschere.
- Now in Hart hath befallen for a hand-bane unto him
- A slaughter-ghost wandering; naught wot I whither
- The fell one, the carrion-proud, far’d hath her back-fare,
- By her fill made all famous. That feud hath she wreaked
- Wherein yesternight gone by Grendel thou quelledst
- Through thy hardihood fierce with grips hard enow,
- For that he over-long the lief people of me
- Made to wane and undid. In the war then he cringed,
- Being forfeit of life. But now came another,
- An ill-scather mighty, her son to awreak;
- And further hath she now the feud set on foot,
- As may well be deemed of many a thane,
- Who after the wealth-giver weepeth in mind,
- A hard bale of heart. Now the hand lieth low
- Which well-nigh for every joy once did avail you.
- The dwellers in land here, my people indeed,
- The wise-of-rede hall-folk, have I heard say e’en this:
- That they have set eyes on two such-like ere-while,
- Two mickle mark-striders the moorland a-holding,
- Ghosts come from elsewhere, but of them one there was,
- As full certainly might they then know it to be,
- In the likeness of woman; and the other shap’d loathly
- All after man’s image trod the tracks of the exile,
- Save that more was he shapen than any man other;
- And in days gone away now they named him Grendel,
- The dwellers in fold; they wot not if a father
- Unto him was born ever in the days of erewhile
- Of dark ghosts. They dwell in a dim hidden land,
- The wolf-bents they bide in, on the nesses the windy,
- The perilous fen-paths where the stream of the fell-side
- Midst the mists of the nesses wends netherward ever,
- The flood under earth. Naught far away hence,
- But a mile-mark forsooth, there standeth the mere,
- And over it ever hang groves all berimed,
- The wood fast by the roots over-helmeth the water.
- But each night may one a dread wonder there see,
- A fire in the flood. But none liveth so wise
- Of the bairns of mankind, that the bottom may know.
- Although the heath-stepper beswinked by hounds,
- The hart strong of horns, that holt-wood should seek to
- Driven fleeing from far, he shall sooner leave life,
- Leave life-breath on the bank, or ever will he
- Therein hide his head. No hallow’d stead is it:
- Thence the blending of water-waves ever upriseth
- Wan up to the welkin, whenso the wind stirreth
- Weather-storms loathly, until the lift darkens
- And weepeth the heavens. Now along the rede wendeth
- Of thee again only. Of that earth yet thou know’st not,
- The fearful of steads, wherein thou mayst find
- That much-sinning wight; seek then if thou dare,
- And thee for that feud will I guerdon with fee,
- The treasures of old time, as erst did I do,
- With the gold all-bewounden, if away thence thou get thee.