In off the moors, down through the mist bands God-cursed Grendel came greedily loping. (Lines 234-235)
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The captain of evil discovered himself in a handgrip harder than anything he had ever encountered in any man on the face of the earth. Every bone in his body quailed and recoiled, but he could not escape. He was desperate to flee to his den and hide with the devil's litter, for in all his days he had never been clamped or cornered like this. (Lines 274-281)
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Mighty and canny,Hygelac's kinsman was keenly watching for the first move the monster would make. (Lines 260-262)
He saw many men in the mansion, sleeping, a ranked company of kinsmen and warriors quartered together. (Lines 252-254)
He saw many men in the mansion, sleeping, a ranked company of kinsmen and warriors quartered together. (Lines 251-253)
He saw many men in the mansion, sleeping, a ranked company of kinsmen and warriors quartered together. (Lines 251-253)
Hygelac's kinsman kept him helplessly locked in a handgrip. As long as either lived, he was hateful to the other. The monster's whole body was in pain, a tremendous wound appeared on his shoulder. Sinews split and the bone-lappings burst. Beowulf was granted the glory of winning (Lines 336-342)
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Nor did the creature keep him waiting but struck suddenly and started in; he grabbed and mauled a man on his bench, bit into his bone-lappings, bolted down his blood and gorged on him in lumps, leaving the body utterly lifeless, eaten up hand and foot. (Lines 263-269)
Grendel was driven under the fen-banks, fatally hurt, to his desolate lair. His days were numbered, the end of his life was coming over him, he knew it for certain; and one bloody clash, had fulfilled the dearest wishes of the Danes. (Lines 342 - 347)
Gleiten: 4
When they joined the struggle there was something they could not have known at the time, that no blade on earth, no blacksmith's art could ever damage their demon opponent. He had conjured the harm from the cutting edge of every weapon. (Lines 322 - 328)
Gleiten: 6
Grendel was driven under the fen-banks, fatally hurt,to his desolate lair. His days were numbered, the end of his life was coming over him, he knew it for certain; and one bloody clash, had fulfilled the dearest wishes of the Danes