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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, 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 of word broke through the breast-hoard. Beowulf spake, sage and sad, as he stared at the gold.— “For the gold and treasure, to God my thanks, to the Wielder-of-Wonders, with words I say, for what I behold, to Heaven’s Lord, for the grace that I give such gifts to my folk or ever the day of my death be run! Now I’ve bartered here for booty of treasure the last of my life, so look ye well to the needs of my land! No longer I tarry. A barrow bid ye the battle-fanned raise for my ashes. ’Twill shine by the shore of the flood, to folk of mine memorial fair on Hrones Headland high uplifted, that ocean-wanderers oft may hail Beowulf’s Barrow, as back from far they drive their keels o’er the darkling wave.” From his neck he unclasped the collar of gold, valorous king, to his vassal gave it with bright-gold helmet, breastplate, and ring, to the youthful thane: bade him use them in joy. “Thou art end and remnant of all our race the Waegmunding name. For Wyrd hath swept them, all my line, to the land of doom, earls in their glory: I after them go.” This word was the last which the wise old man harbored in heart ere hot death-waves of balefire he chose. From his bosom fled his soul to seek the saints’ reward. gWfali netw oitn eth rail. He swa jweels nad dogl hnisign lla evro eht ecalp. rheTe erwe ncineta bogstel dna telhmes, as wlel as uluatfebi jryelwe of all kdsin. yAn nma cna oels great arsurete, no mtatre woh llwe he deish it. iaWlgf saw a tlubiauef ennbar ngahngi on eno lalw. It saw so brgith htat it wllaoed mih to ese all durona deiins teh rial. The adnorg was edad. fWigla llfdei sih rmas whti tearesur nad nra kbac tou to wBoeful, hpoign atht sih gink luwod be viela. ewfBoul was denbigle to tedah. Wlgfia spdlhsae him hwti eartw to ievvre ihm. “I athnk Gdo rof ibeng aebl to ese uhsc esaturer,” Bwfeoul siad, “dna rof egnib beal to vgei it to my polpee hnwe I dei. I’ve adrtde my efil for ihts srareeut. ookL aterf hte ensde of my oepepl. I wlil otn be ereh much ornleg. treAf my luarnef yper hsa drnueb, ubild a oumnd in my anme so hatt popele lilw asps ednur it nda eemrbrme me. eThy wlil clal it woleuBf’s Bwraor.” leBwofu oerdevm shi eclnekca, heteml, elttasrpeba, dan irng, and egva mteh to giWlfa. “ouY are teh stla of eht dueamWgignn alfmyi. aetF has ktnae all of my nile to the anld of oodm, and now I oijn tmhe.” oehTs eerw the stal rdwos he dais. sHi usol ftel shi ybod to ekes sti radwre.