Beowulf and Other Old English Poems by Constance Hieatt

By Constance Hieatt

Targeted and gorgeous, Beowulf brings to existence a society of violence and honor, fierce warriors and bloody battles, lethal monsters and well-known swords. Written via an unknown poet in concerning the 8th century, this masterpiece of Anglo-Saxton literature transforms legends, delusion, heritage, and historic songs into the richly coloured story of the hero Beowulf, the loathsome man-eater Grendel, his vengeful water-hag mom, and a treasure-hoarding dragon. The earliest surviving epic poem in any glossy ecu language. Beowulf is a stirring portrait of a heroic world–somber, substantial, and luxurious.

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The man nodded, and ran on to the others as the soldiers arrived and hurled themselves into the work. Three of the homes were saved, but the barn fire raged on. Several axemen hammered an entrance at the rear of the building, allowing others to enter and drag clear what grain sacks could be saved. The battle went on long into the evening, but finally the fires died down. Chareos walked to a nearby stream and washed his face and hands of grime. He looked down at his new clothes. The jerkin was singed, as were the troos; the shirt was blackened by smoke, the boots scuffed.

Next week, you come to the castle. ' Chareos bowed as the Earl strode from the hall. There was still some juice in the pitcher, and he refilled his goblet and wandered to the window, watching as the Earl's retinue rode from the monastery. It had been a long time since those names had been voiced: Beltzer, Maggrig and Finn. He could still see the red-bearded giant hammering his battle-axe into the Nadir as they swarmed over the gate-tower wall. And each evening the bowmen, Maggrig and Finn, would compare scores and write them in charcoal on the granite wall.

The white-robed Senior sat by the table and gazed up at the sky. 'The Heavens are incredible,' he whispered. ' 'Indeed they are,' agreed Chareos, sitting opposite the old man. ' 'No, Father. I am still a doubter. ' The Senior waved a slender hand. 'Not at all. Those who seek Him find Him . . but in His own time. But you have been here two years now, and I wonder what holds you. ' Chareos smiled. 'There is comfort in belonging, Father. ' 'True. Perhaps the answer is, simply, that I do not know.

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