Bloody the blade: he was blithe of his deed. that lordly building, and long it bode so. that men their master-friend mightily laud. that I got me a friend for goodness famed. No harbor shall hide her heed my promise! in wisdoms words, that her will was granted, that at last on a hero her hope could lean, This was my thought, when my thanes and I, that I would work the will of your people, of this life of mine in the mead-hall here., Beowulfs battle-boast. Then farther he hied; for the hero reclining, who clutched it boldly. for glory of prowess: my guerdon he pledged. Beowulf is a poem that was written in old English around 1,000 years ago by an anonymous poet and is believed to be one of the most important pieces of English literature there is. gear of the breast, and that gorgeous ring; after gripe of battle, from Geatlands lord. THUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdene, with the woe of these days; not wisest men. with thee alone! Heedless of harm, though his hand was burned. to pierce the monster with point of sword, with blade of battle: huge beast of the sea. how they bore oer the gangway glittering shields. And since, by them. Then on the strand, with steeds and treasure, and armor their roomy and ring-dight ship, mounted with gold; on the mead-bench since. it had come to the end of its earth-hall joys. Then at the dawning, as day was breaking. when he passed from life, no little praise; for the doughty-in-combat a dragon killed, that herded the hoard:under hoary rock. his heart-waves stilled. The wise old man, spake much in his sorrow, and sent you greetings. as the giants had wrought it, ready and keen. Learning design by The Full English for the last time greeting his liegemen dear. flashing with fretwork. twas judgment of God, or have joy in his hall. this mission of mine, to thy master-lord, grace that we greet him, the good one, now.. save only the land and the lives of his men. to offspring of Ecgwela, Honor-Scyldings. to the land they loved, would lead them back! For him the keen-souled kinsman of Hygelac. What the Poem says about its Hero. Heorogar was dead. and the storm of their strife, were seen afar. white-haired and old, his earls about him, till the stout thane stood at the shoulder there. to his lair in the fens. fly to the fens, knew his fingers power, in the gripe of the grim one. Then moved oer the waters by might of the wind. blow nerved by hate. Through store of struggles I strove in youth. then edge of the sword must seal his doom. To the good old man, and embittered the Lord. Who is Beowulf? and shame. When the dragon awoke, new woe was kindled. that of these folk-horrors fewer she wrought. to his bright-built burg the Brisings necklace. Love of mine will I assure thee. Every bone in his body when they heard the horn of Hygelac sound. a sennight strove ye. in pledge of grace, the pride of his home. on himself at home, the horrid sword-death; had sorrowing told, from sea-ways landed, mourning their woes. UNDER harness his heart then is hit indeed, by sharpest shafts; and no shelter avails. The poem is set in Scandinavia. Beowulf, a hero of the Geats, comes to the aid of Hrogar, the king of the Danes, whose mead hall in Heorot has been under attack by a monster known as Grendel. After Beowulf slays him, Grendels mother attacks the hall and is then also defeated. Beginning withDeath of a Naturalistin 1966, Heaneys early work excavated his own past, exploring themes of childhood and growing up. It is very long and tells the story For all that hegave me, my gleaming sword, repaid him at war, such power I wielded, . To Hondscio then was that harassing deadly. THEN hastened those heroes their home to see. Then wound up to welkin the wildest of death-fires. he sought, and the struggle; himself knew not. Not reckless of promise, the rings he dealt. By war were swept, too, in the parleying-placehe could ply no longer. he swung his blade, and the blow withheld not. Himself, though, durst not. never had Grendel these grim deeds wrought. Beowulf is the eponymous hero from the Anglo-Saxon epic poem which is considered one of the most important works of Old English literature. Beowulf is my name. who, blazing at twilight the barrows haunteth. Balefire devoured, greediest spirit, those spared not by war. and Grendel's Mother, Beowulf and breastplates bright, as the boon he asked; and they laid amid it the mighty chieftain, Then on the hill that hugest of balefires. for bond of peace. one brother the other, with bloody shaft. Old men together. the monster back-tracking, the man overpowering. they lauded at length. and sank in the struggle! though sturdy their steel: they steaded him nought. there was any power or person upon earth as she strove to shatter the sark of war. to the Wylfings sent, oer watery ridges. (KS3) Soon spied by the wall that warrior chief. that forest-wood against fire were worthless. but let here the battle-shields bide your parley. Few words he spake: Now hold thou, earth, since heroes may not, what earls have owned! stricken by spears; twas a sorrowful woman! the sea-woodhe sought, and, sailor proved. people-protector: be pleased to advise us! Beowulf In this lesson, we will learn about the origins of the Old English Epic poem Beowulf, and examine why it is still so important today. in that waste of waters the Wielder paid them. Almighty they knew not, to fiery embraces; nor favor nor change. No longer I tarry. Then the woven gold on a wain was laden . against harassing terror to try their hand. And little they mourned. sovrans daughter: three steeds he added. the man who wrought him such wrong in sleep. no farest of falchions fashioned on earth. till they got them sight of the Geatish cliffs. when first I was ruling the folk of Danes. in his final feud, neath the fighting-mask, dearest of blades, when the Danish slew him. Title: Beowulf An Anglo-Saxon Epic Poem, Translated From The Heyne-Socin Text by Lesslie Hall Author: Release Date: July 19, 2005 [EBook #16328] Language: English Character set have I heard men tell such terror of falchions, with bloody brand, I boast not of it! Oft Scyld Scefing sceaena reatum, monegum mgum, meodosetla ofteah, egsode eorlas. The barrow, new-ready, there laid within it his lordly heirlooms. . The warden of Geats, of wave-work, one monster, amid its heart, went the keen war-shaft; in water it seemed. And I heard that soon passed oer the path of this treasure. turned murderous mouth, on our mighty kinsman. in rapid achievement that ready it stood there, of halls the noblest: Heorothe named it. and gorged on him in lumps, leaving the body These started away. Under mountain stream. So becomes it a youth to quit him well with his fathers friends, by fee and gift, that to aid him, aged, in after days, come warriors willing, should war draw nigh, liegemen loyal: by lauded deeds shall an earl have honor in every clan. gold-decked, greeting the guests in hall; first to the East-Danes heir and warden. his courage and counsel: The king of Danes. neer met I as strangers of mood so strong. to the son of Ecglaf, the sword bade him take. Neer heard I so mighty, neath heavens dome. to spy on the wall there, in splendor hanging. for the warriors wayfaring wise men mourned. because of his rule oer the realm itself. glad of his gold-gifts, the grass-plot oer. and add this word, they are welcome guests, to folk of the Danes. [To the door of the hall. it was handsomely structured, a sturdy frame in mood of their mind. So the Ring-Danes these half-years a hundred I ruled, wielded neath welkin, and warded them bravely, from spear and sword, till it seemed for me. loving clansmen, as late he charged them. edge of the blade: twas a big-hearted man! to the needs of my land! gay with gold, where the grim foes wrestled. It was written in the 8th century by an Anglo-Saxon minstrel the warrior would not, they weened, again. at the fort on the cliff, where, full of sorrow. his days on earth, and the dragon with him, though long it had watched oer the wealth of the hoard! with heavier hand-gripe; at heart he feared. choicest of weapons, the well-chased sword. whiles vainly he strove, though his valor held, weapon to wield against wondrous monsters. where Hygd made him offer of hoard and realm, the strength of her son to save their kingdom. with fear and frenzy were filled, each one, from captive of hell. who was slain by the sword-edge, son of Ohtere, battle-gear brave: though a brothers child. the good youth gold for his gallant thought. sorrows in soul for that sharer of rings, this is hardest of heart-bales. and widespread ways. The leader then, by thy life, besought me, (sad was his soul) in the sea-waves coil. keening his wound. would the bloody-toothed murderer, mindful of bale. The wound began. Finally is the end of the play, with Beowulfs in his fingers weakened; it was the worst trip at his sovrans shoulder, shieldsman good. My sword and helmet, breastplate and board, for us both shall serve!. though not without danger. Not with blade was he slain. Long was he spurned. of treacherous spirits. in the doom of their lord, to a dreadful end. the Waelsings wanderings wide, his struggles. downfall of demons; up-dove through the flood. Now, Beowulf, thee. the lives of loved ones. five nights full till the flood divided us. mens gladness he gave up and Gods light chose. broad and brown-edged,the bairn to avenge. blood-flecked from foes, where five I bound, and that wild brood worsted. Bring the story to life with your pupils using our engaging PowerPoints, writing frames and vocabulary cards, to help them get to grips with the language of this popular legend. Thy keen mind pleases me. It came in his mind. the flight for safety, essay it who will! my warrior-friends, if War should seize me; Hrethels son see, when he stares at the treasure. his good wife rescued, though robbed of her gold, Then he followed his foes, who fled before him. Its watcher had killed, oft ends his life, when the earl no longer. the while he had joy of his jewels and burg. his track to retrace; he was troubled by doubt. waxes and wakes while the warden slumbers. But Naeglingwas shivered. Then bore this brine-wolf, when bottom she touched, the lord of rings to the lair she haunted. How the Fire Dragon warred with the Goth folk 50 IX. But Wyrd denied it, and victorys honors. gold-friend of Geats. Finns wavering spirit, bode not in breast. No good hawk now. A good king he! His breastplate broad and bright of hues, that battle should break on his breast in vain, And the helmet white that his head protected. but for pressure of peril, some princes thane. the terror-monger had taken to Heorot. He was safe, by his spells, from sword of battle, from edge of iron. Astride his steed, the strand-ward answered, clansman unquailing: The keen-souled thane, to the Scyldings master. how folk against folk the fight had wakened. Himself who chose us. and the Dragon. oer war-steeds and weapons: wished him joy of them. Oer the stone he snuffed. Before then, no Shielding elder would believe the proud ones prowess, would prove it no longer. Then the warrior was ware of that wolf-of-the-deep. haste oer the billows; nor him I abandoned. from bitesof the body. Lo, erst from thee, brave men brought it! to the high-built hall, those hardy-minded. that rightfully ought to be owned by thee! So slumbered the stout-heart. burned was the bright sword, her blood was so hot. the feuds and the frauds, save to Fitela only. friendless, a foundling, fate repaid him: for he waxed under welkin, in wealth he throve. for my nerve and my might they knew full well. inside and out. but his bones were broken by brawny gripe. The fiend made off, but the earl close followed. Nor haply will like it the Heathobard lord. Winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1995 and Professor of Poetry at Oxford and Harvard universities, Seamus Heaney is perhaps the bestknown and most celebrated poet of the last fifty years. The blade of his lord, spread hot round the barrow in horror-billows, Hasted the herald, the hoard so spurred him. though brief his respite. Savage and burning, the barrow he circled. estate, high station: He swayeth all things. That was proudest of feasts; flowed wine for the warriors. and ran a race when the road seemed fair. went, welling with tears, the wonder to view. from the princes thane. Now our folk may look, to Frisian and Frank the fall of the king. But battle-death seized. who warded the monarch and watched for the monster. with bale and brand. These great character description posters give adjectives to describe the character Beowulf with dialogue from this well-known text as supporting evidence. | The brooklets wave. of buildings the best, in brand-waves melted, that gift-throne of Geats. that sin-flecked being. with harrying fleet should harm the land. On fierce-heart Finn there fell likewise. let our hoards be common, let heroes with gold, and the ringed-prow bear oer rolling waves. For Hrothgar that was the heaviest sorrow. that war-horns blast. By its wall no more. Father Almighty, STONE-BRIGHT the street:it showed the way, to the crowd of clansmen. Now is help once more. nor adrift on the deep a more desolate man! Not first time this, For he bore not in mind, the bairn of Ecglaf. A twelve lesson scheme of work on Beowulf. worthied by weapons, if witness his features, his peerless presence! For Wyrd hath swept them, This word was the last which the wise old man, of balefire he chose. Grendel Colouring Sheet Exploring Old English Lesson Pack Wealhtheow spake amid warriors, and said:, Preserve thy strength, and these striplings here, Hast done such deeds, that for days to come. those warriors wake; but the wan-hued raven, fain oer the fallen, his feast shall praise, and boast to the eagle how bravely he ate, when he and the wolf were wasting the slain.. Oer the roof of the helmet high, a ridge. The barrow he entered. hosts to our heart: thou hast harbored us well. and wielded the war-place on Withergilds fall. we have heard, and what honor the athelings won! venture to vaunt, though the Victory-Wielder, could serve him in struggle; yet shift I made, Its strength ever waned, when with weapon I struck, that fatal foe, and the fire less strongly, flowed from its head. far oer the swan-road he fain would seek. I knew him of yore in his youthful days; fares hither to seek the steadfast friend. To his bower was Beowulf brought in haste, with his clansmen, came where the king abode, with his hand-companions, the hall resounded, . need to register. that the slayer-of-souls would succor give them. LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings. Sage this seems to the Scyldings-friend, when men are slain, does the murder-spear sink. You can use most of our website without any need to register. Yet I came unharmed from that hostile clutch. their misery moaned they, their masters death. A poet with an acute ear for the music of the everyday, Heaney saw poetry as a skilled craft and repeatedly linked his writing to the graft of agricultural work. in the crush of combat when corpses fell. his bedtime speech, sprang to his feet They were easy to find who elsewhere sought. And ever since. HASTENED the hardy one, henchmen with him. From his bosom fled. this hoard-hold of heroes. Beowulf is a fearless hero who fights the monster Grendel, Grendel's mother and a fire-breathing dragon. that doomed him now with the dragon to strive. THEN he goes to his chamber, a grief-song chants, homestead and house. came through the high hall Haereths daughter. They placed in the barrow that precious booty. Long while of the day, Soon found the fiend who the flood-domain. the rounds and the rings they had reft erewhile. To his friends no wise, could that earl give treasure! Mighty and canny, through strength of grasped firm his foe, whose fingers cracked. 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