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the blow。 See the detailed description below。 ＇2＇ Hygelac。 ＇3＇
Shield。 ＇4＇ The hollow passage。
XXXVI
WIGLAF his name was； Weohstan's son；
linden…thane loved； the lord of Scylfings；
Aelfhere's kinsman。 His king he now saw
with heat under helmet hard oppressed。
He minded the prizes his prince had given him；
wealthy seat of the Waegmunding line；
and folk…rights that his father owned
Not long he lingered。 The linden yellow；
his shield； he seized； the old sword he drew：
as heirloom of Eanmund earth…dwellers knew it；
who was slain by the sword…edge； son of Ohtere；
friendless exile； erst in fray
killed by Weohstan； who won for his kin
brown…bright helmet； breastplate ringed；
old sword of Eotens； Onela's gift；
weeds of war of the warrior…thane；
battle…gear brave： though a brother's child
had been felled； the feud was unfelt by Onela。＇1＇
For winters this war…gear Weohstan kept；
breastplate and board； till his bairn had grown
earlship to earn as the old sire did：
then he gave him； mid Geats； the gear of battle；
portion huge； when he passed from life；
fared aged forth。 For the first time now
with his leader…lord the liegeman young
was bidden to share the shock of battle。
Neither softened his soul； nor the sire's bequest
weakened in war。＇2＇ So the worm found out
when once in fight the foes had met！
Wiglaf spake； and his words were sage；
sad in spirit； he said to his comrades：
〃I remember the time； when mead we took；
what promise we made to this prince of ours
in the banquet…hall； to our breaker…of…rings；
for gear of combat to give him requital；
for hard…sword and helmet； if hap should bring
stress of this sort！ Himself who chose us
from all his army to aid him now；
urged us to glory； and gave these treasures；
because he counted us keen with the spear
and hardy 'neath helm； though this hero…work
our leader hoped unhelped and alone
to finish for us； folk…defender
who hath got him glory greater than all men
for daring deeds！ Now the day is come
that our noble master has need of the might
of warriors stout。 Let us stride along
the hero to help while the heat is about him
glowing and grim！ For God is my witness
I am far more fain the fire should seize
along with my lord these limbs of mine！＇3＇
Unsuiting it seems our shields to bear
homeward hence； save here we essay
to fell the foe and defend the life
of the Weders' lord。 I wot 'twere shame
on the law of our land if alone the king
out of Geatish warriors woe endured
and sank in the struggle！ My sword and helmet；
breastplate and board； for us both shall serve！〃
Through slaughter…reek strode he to succor his chieftain；
his battle…helm bore； and brief words spake：
〃Beowulf dearest； do all bravely；
as in youthful days of yore thou vowedst
that while life should last thou wouldst let no wise
thy glory droop！ Now； great in deeds；
atheling steadfast； with all thy strength
shield thy life！ I will stand to help thee。〃
At the words the worm came once again；
murderous monster mad with rage；
with fire…billows flaming； its foes to seek；
the hated men。 In heat…waves burned
that board＇4＇ to the boss； and the breastplate failed
to shelter at all the spear…thane young。
Yet quickly under his kinsman's shield
went eager the earl； since his own was now
all burned by the blaze。 The bold king again
had mind of his glory： with might his glaive
was driven into the dragon's head；
blow nerved by hate。 But Naegling＇5＇ was shivered；
broken in battle was Beowulf's sword；
old and gray。 'Twas granted him not
that ever the edge of iron at all
could help him at strife： too strong was his hand；
so the tale is told； and he tried too far
with strength of stroke all swords he wielded；
though sturdy their steel： they steaded him nought。
Then for the third time thought on its feud
that folk…destroyer； fire…dread dragon；
and rushed on the hero； where room allowed；
battle…grim； burning； its bitter teeth
closed on his neck； and covered him
with waves of blood from his breast that welled。
＇1＇ That is； although Eanmund was brother's son to Onela； the
slaying of the former by Weohstan is not felt as cause of feud；
and is rewarded by gift of the slain man's weapons。 ＇2＇ Both
Wiglaf and the sword did their duty。 The following is one of
the classic passages for illustrating the comitatus as the most
conspicuous Germanic institution； and its underlying sense of
duty； based partly on the idea of loyalty and partly on the
practical basis of benefits received and repaid。 ＇3＇ Sc。 〃than to
bide safely here；〃 a common figure of incomplete comparison。
＇4＇ Wiglaf's wooden shield。 ＇5＇ Gering would translate 〃kinsman
of the nail；〃 as both are made of iron。
XXXVII
'TWAS now； men say； in his sovran's need
that the earl made known his noble strain；
craft and keenness and courage enduring。
Heedless of harm； though his hand was burned；
hardy…hearted； he helped his kinsman。
A little lower the loathsome beast
he smote with sword； his steel drove in
bright and burnished； that blaze began
to lose and lessen。 At last the king
wielded his wits again； war…knife drew；
a biting blade by his breastplate hanging；
and the Weders'…helm smote that worm asunder；
felled the foe； flung forth its life。
So had they killed it； kinsmen both；
athelings twain： thus an earl should be
in danger's day！ Of deeds of valor
this conqueror's…hour of the king was last；
of his work in the world。 The wound began；
which that dragon…of…earth had erst inflicted；
to swell and smart； and soon he found
in his breast was boiling； baleful and deep；
pain of poison。 The prince walked on；
wise in his thought； to the wall of rock；
then sat； and stared at the structure of giants；
where arch of stone and steadfast column
upheld forever that hall in earth。
Yet here must the hand of the henchman peerless
lave with water his winsome lord；
the king and conqueror covered with blood；
with struggle spent； and unspan his helmet。
Beowulf spake in spite of his hurt；
his mortal wound； full well he knew
his portion now was past and gone
of earthly bliss； and all had fled
of his file of days； and death was near：
〃I would fain bestow on son of mine
this gear of war； were given me now
that any heir should after me come
of my proper blood。 This people I ruled
fifty winters。 No folk…king was there；
none at all； of the neighboring clans
who war would wage me with 'warriors'…friends'＇1＇
and threat me with horrors。 At home I bided
what fate might come； and I cared for mine own；
feuds I sought not； nor falsely swore
ever on oath。 For all these things；
though fatally wounded； fain am I！
From the Ruler…of…Man no wrath shall seize me；
when life from my frame must flee away；
for killing of kinsmen！ Now quickly go
and gaze on that hoard 'neath the hoary rock；
Wiglaf loved； now the worm lies low；
sleeps； heart…sore； of his spoil bereaved。
And fare in haste。 I would fain behold
the gorgeous heirlooms； golden store；
have joy in the jewels and gems； lay down
softlier for sight of this splendid hoard
my life and the lordship I long have held。〃
＇1＇ That is； swords。
XXXVIII
I HAVE heard that swiftly the son of Weohstan
at wish and word of his wounded king；
war…sick warrior； woven mail…coat；
battle…sark； bore 'neath the barrow's roof。
Then the clansman keen； of conquest proud；
passing the seat；＇1＇ saw store of jewels
and glistening gold the ground along；
by the wall were marvels； and many a vessel
in the den of the dragon； the dawn…flier old：
unburnished bowls of bygone men
reft of richness； rusty helms
of the olden age； and arm…rings many
wondrously woven。 Such wealth of gold；
booty from barrow； can burden with pride
each human wight： let him hide it who will！
His glance too fell on a gold…wove banner
high o'er the hoard； of handiwork noblest；
brilliantly broidered； so bright its gleam；
all the earth…floor he easily saw
and viewed all these vessels。 No vestige now
was seen of the serpent： the sword had ta'en him。
Then； I heard； the hill of its hoard was reft；
old work of giants； by one alone；
he burdened his bosom with beakers and plate
at his own good will； and the ensign took；
brightest of beacons。 The blade of his lord
its edge was iron had injured deep
one that guarded the golden hoard
many a year and its murder…fire
spread hot round the barrow in horror…billows
at midnight hour； till it met its doom。
Hasted the herald； the hoard so spurred him
his track to retrace； he was troubled by doubt；
high…souled hero； if haply he'd find
alive； where he left him； the lord of Weders；
weakening fast by the wall of the cave。
So he carried the load。 His lord and king
he found all bleeding； famous chief
at the lapse of life。 The liegeman again
plashed him with water； till point o