Beowulf: Translations by Bernard F. Huppe (1987)

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[lines 194-224a in section III and 8th line from the bottom of folio 134r to 4th line from the bottom of folio 134v on Kevin S. Kiernan's Electronic Beowulf CD] Images of the original manuscript text of this section, and an mp3 file of Ben Slade reading it in Old English, are here.

    {Beowulf hears about Grendel and decides to travel from his home in Geatland (southern Sweden) to Heorot (in northeast Denmark) to see if he can help out. }

In his distant home     a retainer of Higelac,
valued by the Geats,     heard of Grendel's deeds;
he was deemed to be     in the days of this life
the most mighty     in manly strength
of all mankind;     he commanded that a ship
be made ready to sail     and said he would seek
across the sea     the illustrious king
and warlike lord     who had need of warriors;
though he was beloved     by the lords of council
they were easily persuaded     to consent to his venture
and gave him encouragement,     the omens being good.
The good man selected     from the Geatish warriors
the men he found     of most courage;
with his fellowship     of fourteen men
the skillful sailor     sought the seawood,
leading the way     to the land's edge.
The time had come     - on the sea under the cliffs
the ship waited;     vigilant warriors
climbed the prow     - the sea currents
merged with the shore;     the men carried
to the bosom of the ship     the brightly polished
beautiful wargear;     men with a will
launched on its way     the well-locked wood.
Wind-ready it went,     crested the waters,
floated swanlike     with foamy neck;
on the due hour     of the second day
the curve-prowed craft     had come so far
that the seafarers     could see the land,
the shore with its cliffs     and its steep hills
and wide headlands     - the water was crossed
and harbor come. ---


[lines 791-819a in section XII and 8th line from the top of folio 147r to 13th line from the top of folio 147v on Kevin S. Kiernan's Electronic Beowulf CD] Images of the original manuscript text of this section, and an mp3 file of Ben Slade reading it in Old English, are here.

    {At this moment Beowulf and Grendel are fighting and Grendel is howling and screaming and wishing to escape but Beowulf has grabbed Grendel's arm and is using his incredible hand-strength to hold on to him. }

    The shelter of nobles     sought by any means
to prevent the escape     of the deadly visitor;
he did not think     that the days of his life
benefitted anyone.     In loyalty to Beowulf
his men swiftly drew     their ancestral swords,
wishing to defend     so far as they might
the life of their prince     and illustrious lord.
When his fearless men     entered the fight
and slashed at the foe     from every side,
fiercely seeking     his soul's dwelling,
they were not aware     that in this world
even the best     of battle swords
were rendered harmless     by the evil ravager
who by magic     had made every edge
impotent against him.     The appointed hour
of his last day     here in this life
he would spend wretchedly,     and the alien spirit
would journey far     to the prison of the foe.
He had often done     many lawless deeds,
afflicted in mind     against mankind
- he was the Lord's enemy -     but this time he learned
that his body cover     gave no security,
against the heroic     kinsman of Higelac
who held him in his grip.     Each hated that the other
should endure alive;     the dire adversary
felt tearing pain;    upon his shoulder appeared
a mighty wound     - sinews and muscles
were torn asunder.

                                  Triumph to Beowulf
was granted by destiny; ---


[lines 1537-1569 in sections XXII and XXIII and 5th line from the bottom of folio 163v, through folio 164r to 4th line from the top of folio 164v on Kevin S. Kiernan's Electronic Beowulf CD] Images of the original manuscript text of this section, and an mp3 file of Ben Slade reading it in Old English, are here. Note: there is a discussion of the word eaxle in line 1537a on my page on Shoulder Grabbing vs. Hair Pulling

    {At this moment Beowulf has just failed to hurt Grendel's mother with the sword Hrunting and he tries to wrestle her as he had done with Grendel. }

The prince of the Geats     seized Grendel's mother
by the shoulder     -he did not shrink from the feud-
and hardened in battle     with bursting anger
he toppled the deadly     doer of violence.
In turn promptly     she paid him back
in her grim grasp     gripping him fast;
wearily faltering     the strongest of warriors
and fighting men     was given a fall;
she sought to avenge     her only son,
and bestriding her guest     grasped her dagger
with sharpened edge.     Upon his shoulder
the links of mail     guarded his life
by withstanding the passage     of point or edge;
if the battlemail     of his byrnie
had not saved him     the son of Ecgtheow,
the champion of the Geats     would have gone in death
into the broad ground     -but when he got up,
God of Wisdom,     Guider of the firmament,
the Holy Ruler     gave righteous sentence
and easily provided     victory for him.

    He saw a monstrous     and mighty sword;
its ancient blade     blessed with victory;
the honor of warriors     excelled among weapons
except that this goodly     work of giants
was too heavy     for any other human
to carry with him     into combat.
The bold and daring     champion of the Danes
then seized the hilt     and drew the sword;
in fury he struck     with final desperation;
grimly the blade     gashed her neck,
broke the wall of bone     and bit right through
the doomed coat of flesh;     she crumpled to the floor
- the weapon was bloody,     the man pleased with his work.


[lines 1584b-1590 in section XXIII and 7th line from the bottom of folio 164v to first half of the last line of folio 164v on Kevin S. Kiernan's Electronic Beowulf CD] Images of the original manuscript text of this section, and an mp3 file of Ben Slade reading it in Old English, are here.

    {At this moment Beowulf has just discovered Grendel's lifeless body lying in the cave. }

  Beowulf angrily made
full repayment when he found Grendel,
his dead body, weary of battle
stretched in the rest decided for him
in the fight at Heorot; the corpse leaped high
when after death it endured the blow
of his hard sword which cut off his head.


[lines 2672b-2708a in sections XXXVI and XXXVII and 8th line from the bottom of folio 189A197r, through folio 189A197v to 3rd line from the top of folio 189r on Kevin S. Kiernan's Electronic Beowulf CD] Images of the original manuscript text of this section, and an mp3 file of Ben Slade reading it in Old English, are here.

    {At this moment, Wiglaf has just run into the flames to be by Beowulf's side and the dragon has charged at them both, incinerating Wiglaf's shield. }

             ---             then in the heat
Wiglaf's shield was burned,     and his byrnie gave
no covering help     to the young kinsman,
but the spearman     valorously sped
to share his kinsman's     when his own shield
was seared by the flames.     The king again struck
with mighty force,     keeping fame in mind,
he drove his sword     into the dragon's head
with grim violence;     iron-grey and ancient
Nægling snapped     -Beowulf's sword
failed in battle.     For no blade of sword
was granted by destiny     to give any help
to him in strife     -his hand was too strong;
as was told me,     his stroke overtaxed
every weapon,     so that in waging war
he was none the better     for the strongest blade.
For the third time     the threatening ravager,
the fierce firedragon,     mindful of the feud,
rushed upon the warrior     when given room;
grimly blazing     it gripped his neck
with baneful fangs;     Beowulf's blood
welled in waves     from mortal wounds.

   Then as was told me     in the king's extremity
the noble at his side     made known his strength,
valor and boldness     that were his by birth;
in his coat of mail     the heroic man
helped his kinsman;     he did not aim at the head
but struck the belly     of the violent beast,
burning his hand     as the blade penetrated,
dearly encrusted     -the fire became
thereafter weaker.     The warking again
recovering his senses,     from his coat of mail
drew his deadly,     battle-sharp dagger;
the king stabbed     the serpent's middle.
They slew the foe     -it was slain valorously-
the noble kinsmen     both had killed it,
the two together     ---

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