Beowulf
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- “Out from the marsh, from the foot of misty Hills and bogs, bearing God's hatred,Grendel came, hoping to killAnyone he could trap on this trip to high Herot.”
- “ Then he stopped, seeing the hallCrowded with sleeping warriors, stuffedWith rows of young soldiers resting together.And his heart laughed, he relished the sight,Intended to tear the life from those bodies.”
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