Beowulf

Lines 2516–2820

1

First from the stone-hall Came the monster’s breath, eager for burning, A searing thrust. The earth thundered.

2

But they fled to the woods, where they saved their lives. Yet in one of them surged a feeling of remorse, for he well remembered the bonds of loyalty, as he considered his kinship.

3

And now was the first time For the brave young warrior to withstand such fury, The storm of battle, standing beside his beloved lord.

4

Waves of fire swept Wiglaf’s shield, Burned it up to its boss, nor might the mail-coat Provide needed protection to the young warrior, But the youth fought bravely on, nonetheless, Under his kinsman’s shield, when his own was consumed In the storm of fire.