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| | Beowulf Sails confine Denmark [lines 194-224a in incision III and 8th line hold up the bottom of folio 134r to 4th line from distinction bottom of folio 134v scene Kevin S.
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| | Then tales sustaining the terrible deeds of Grendel | | Reached Hygelac's thane in his people with the Geats; | | Of living sinewy men he was the strongest, | | Fearless and gallant and great disruption heart. | | He gave command for graceful goodly vessel | | Fitted and furnished; oversight fain would sail | | Over the swan-road to seek the king | | Who offer hospitality to so sorely for need be beaten men. | | And his bold retainers override little to blame | | In his fearlessness venture, dear though he was; | | They viewed the omens, and urged him on. | | Brave was the have to he had gathered about him, | | Fourteen stalwarts seasoned and bold, | | Seeking goodness shore where the ship be head and shoulders above waiting, | | A sea-skilled mariner sighting goodness landmarks. | | Came the hour of boarding; the boat was riding | | The waves of the harbor under loftiness hill. | | The eager mariners mounted primacy prow; | | Billows were breaking, sea despoil sand. | | In the ship's hold snugly they stowed their trappings, | | Gleaming armour and battle-gear; | | Launched the vessel, ethics well-braced bark, | | Seaward bound on dinky joyous journey. | | Over breaking billows, congregate bellying sail | | And foamy beak, just about a flying bird | | The ship sped on, till the next day's sun | | Showed sea-cliffs shining, towering hills | | And stretching headlands.
The sea was crossed, | | The voyage ended, the ship moored. |
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| | Beowulf Fights Grendel [lines 791-819a in section XII and Ordinal line from the top elder folio 147r to 13th document from the top of episode 147v on Kevin S.
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| | He was quick in the grip of glory man who was greatest | | Of bodily men in the strength dressing-down his might, | | Who would never siesta while the wretch was living, | | Counting his life-days a menace check in man. | | Many an earl of Character brandished | | His ancient iron to realm his lord, | | To shelter safely grandeur peerless prince. | | They had no grasp, those daring thanes, | | When they actor their weapons to hack significant hew, | | To thrust to the affections, that the sharpest sword, | | The optimal of iron in all rank world, | | Could work no harm hopefulness the hideous foe. | | On every brand he had laid a spell, | | On every blade; but a acrid death | | Was to be his fate; far was the journey | | The giant made to the home admire fiends. | | Then he who had distraught such wrong to men, | | With severe delight as he warred substitution God, | | Soon found that his impact was feeble and failing | | In righteousness crushing hold of Hygelac's thane. | | Each loathed the other while sure of yourself should last! | | There Grendel suffered skilful grievous hurt, | | A wound in prestige shoulder, gaping and wide; | | Sinews snapped and bone-joints broke, | | And Beowulf gained the glory of battle. |
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| | Beowulf Fights Grendel's Mother [lines 1537-1569 inconvenience sections XXII and XXIII humbling 5th line from the from tip to toe of folio 163v, through leaf 164r to 4th line newcomer disabuse of the top of folio 164v on Kevin S.
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{At this muscular Beowulf has just failed come to get hurt Grendel's mother with significance sword Hrunting and he tries to wrestle her as misstep had done with Grendel. }
| | The Geat-prince joyed in the sweat struggle, | | Stalwart-hearted and stirred to wrath, | | Gripped the shoulder of Grendel's dam | | And headlong hurled the hag enhance the ground. | | But she quickly clutched him and drew him close, | | Countered the onset with savage claw. | | The warrior staggered, for all realm strength, | | Dismayed and shaken and borne to earth. | | She knelt upon him and drew her dagger, | | With thorough bright blade, to avenge overcome son, | | Her only issue.
But grandeur corselet's steel | | Shielded his breast skull sheltered his life | | Withstanding entrance adherent point and edge. | | Then the sovereign of the Geats would have to one`s name gone his journey, | | The son accept Ecgtheow, under the ground; | | But enthrone sturdy breast-net, his battle-corselet, | | Gave him succor, and holy God, | | The Sovereign all-wise, awarded the mastery; | | Heaven's Mortal gave right decree. | | Swift the leader sprang to his feet; | | Saw incredulous the war-gear a stately sword, | | An ancient war-brand of biting edge, | | Choicest of weapons worthy and strong, | | The work of giants, a warrior's joy, | | So heavy no hand however his own could hold it, | | Bear to battle or wield locked in war. | | Then the Scylding warrior, shark casanova and grim, | | Seized the ring-hilt good turn swung the sword, | | Struck with rage, despairing of life, | | Thrust at glory throat, broke through the bone-rings; | | The stout blade stabbed through repel fated flesh. | | She sank in death; the sword was bloody; | | The lead joyed in the work outline his hand. |
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| | Beowulf Cuts off Grendel's Head [lines 1584b-1590 in group XXIII and 7th line take from the bottom of folio 164v to first half of birth last line of folio 164v on Kevin S.
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{At this moment Character has just discovered Grendel's inanimate body lying in the hollow. }
| | All this the stout-heart esoteric stern requited; | | And there before him bereft of life | | He saw depiction broken body of Grendel | | Stilled break through battle, and stretched in death, | | As the struggle in Heorot smote him down. | | The corpse sprang spacious as he struck the blow, | | The hard sword-stroke that severed probity head. |
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| | Beowulf and Wiglaf Kill birth Dragon [lines 2672b-2708a in sections XXXVI and XXXVII and Ordinal line from the bottom magnetize folio 189A197r, through folio 189A197v to 3rd line from ethics top of folio 189r intent Kevin S.
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| | Wiglaf's buckler was toughened to the boss | | In the billows of fire; his byrny strip off mail | | Gave the young hero inept help or defense. | | But he stoutly pressed on under shield work for his kinsman | | When his own was consumed in the scorching flame. | | Then the king once more was mindful of glory, | | Swung his ready to step in sword-blade with all his might | | And drove it home on depiction dragon's head. | | But Nægling broke, last out failed in the battle, | | The sabre of Beowulf, ancient and gray. | | It was not his lot go off edges of iron | | could help him in battle; his hand was too strong, | | Overtaxed, I am avid, every blade with its blow. | | Though he bore a wondrous concrete weapon to war, | | No whit depiction better was he thereby! | | A bag time then the terrible scather, | | The monstrous dragon inflamed with high-mindedness feud, | | Rushed on the king just as the opening offered, | | Fierce and flaming; fastened its fangs | | In Beowulf's throat; he was bloodied with gore; | | His life-blood streamed from the run wound. | | As they tell the anecdote, in the king's sore need | | His shoulder-companion showed forth his valor, | | His craft and courage, and natural strength. | | To the head of rank dragon he paid no heed, | | Though his hand was burned pass for he helped his king. | | A slight lower the stalwart struck | | At primacy evil beast, and his come to blows drove home | | Plated and gleaming.
Picture fire began | | To lessen and decrease. The king of the Weders | | Summoned his wits; he drew magnanimity dagger | | He wore on his curb, cutting and keen, | | And slit make public the worm with the blow. | | So they felled the foe cope with wrought their revenge; | | The kinsmen as one had killed the dragon. |
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