Gold-woven hangings shone along walls, most wondrous of sights for the assembly of people staring at them in awe.
Thus the renowned prince manfully paid for the glory in battle from the people’s hoard, with horses and treasures—so none could find fault with his generous giving, if speaking the truth.
The cup was borne to Beowulf and offered to him with words of friendship, and twisted gold presented with all good will, two ornamented arm-bands, a mail-coat and rings, and the greatest of neck rings as I have heard told, anywhere on the earth.
They set by their heads their broad battle-shields, wood rimmed with bright iron. There on the benches, hard by each hero, arms were easy to see— a high battle-helmet, a coat of ringed mail, a mighty spear shaft.