Beowulf (opening)
Lo!Hwæt!
weWē
of the Spear-DanesGār-Dena
inin
days of yoregeārdagum,
of the people-kingsþēodcyninga
the gloryþrym
have heardgefrūnon,
howhū
thoseðā
princesæþelingas
deeds of courageellen
performedfremedon.
oftenOft
ScyldScyld
son of ScefScēfing
of enemiessceaþena
from the bandsþrēatum,
from manymonegum
tribesmǣgþum
mead-benchesmeodosetla
seizedoftēah,
terrifiedegsode
warriorseorlas,
sincesyððan
firstǣrest
he waswearð
destitutefēasceaft
foundfunden;
hehē
for thatþæs
consolationfrōfre
lived to seegebād,
he grewwēox
underunder
the skieswolcnum,
in honorsweorðmyndum
throveþāh,
untiloðþæt
himhim
eachǣghwylc
of theþāra
neighboring peoplesymbsittendra
overofer
the whale-roadhronrāde
obeyhȳran
had toscolde,
tributegomban
paygyldan.
thatÞæt
waswæs
a goodgōd
kingcyning!
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