Beowulf
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- He slipped through the door and there in the silenceSnatched up thirty men, smashed them Unknowing in their beds and ran out with their bodies,The blood dripping behind him, Back to his lair, delighted with his night's slaughter
- He twisted in pain, And the bleeding sinews deep in is shoulderSnapped, muscle and bone splitAnd broke. The battle was over, BeowulfHad been granted new glory
- The night after Grendel's defeat, his mother, a monster who lives at the bottom of a cold, dark lake, goes to Herot to avenge her son's death
- And then, savage, now, angryAnd desperate, lifted it high over his headAnd struck with all the strength he had left,Caught her in the neck and cut it through,Broke the bones and all.
- Then the monster charged again, vomiting Fire, wild with pain, rushed outFierce and dreadful, its fear forgotten.And then when Beowulf needed him mostWiglaf showed his courage, his strengthAnd skill, and the boldness he was born with.
- The old man's mouth was silent, spoke No more, had said as much as it could;He would sleep in the fire, soon. His soul Left his flesh, flew to glory.
- Fate has swept our race way, taken warriors in their strength and led them to the death that was waiting. And now I follow them.
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