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− | <poem> | + | See this in [[938AS|Anglo-Saxon]]. |
− | + | <p><poem> | |
− | + | ::Here Athelstan king, | |
− | + | ::of earls the lord, | |
− | + | ::rewarder of heroes, | |
− | + | ::and his brother eke, | |
− | + | ::Edmund atheling, | |
− | + | ::elder of ancient race, | |
− | + | ::slew in the fight, | |
− | + | ::with the edge of their swords, | |
− | + | ::the foe at Brumby! | |
− | + | ::The sons of Edward | |
− | + | ::their board-walls clove, | |
− | + | ::and hewed their banners, | |
− | + | ::with the wrecks of their hammers. | |
− | + | ::So were they taught | |
− | + | ::by kindred zeal, | |
− | + | ::that they at camp oft | |
− | + | ::'gainst any robber | |
− | + | ::their land should defend, | |
− | + | ::their hoards and homes. | |
− | + | ::Pursuing fell | |
− | + | ::the Scottish clans; | |
− | + | ::the men of the fleet | |
− | + | ::in numbers fell; | |
− | + | ::'midst the din of the field | |
− | + | ::the warrior swate. | |
− | + | ::Since the sun was up | |
− | + | ::in morning-tide, | |
− | + | ::gigantic light! | |
− | + | ::glad over grounds, | |
− | + | ::God's candle bright, | |
− | + | ::eternal Lord! | |
− | + | ::'till the noble creature | |
− | + | ::sat in the western main: | |
− | + | ::there lay many | |
− | + | ::of the Northern heroes | |
− | + | ::under a shower of arrows, | |
− | + | ::shot over shields; | |
− | + | ::and Scotland's boast, | |
− | + | ::a Scythian race, | |
− | + | ::the mighty seed of Mars! | |
− | + | ::With chosen troops, | |
− | + | ::throughout the day, | |
− | + | ::the West-Saxons fierce | |
− | + | ::press'd on the loathed bands; | |
− | + | ::hew'd down the fugitives, | |
− | + | ::and scatter'd the rear, | |
− | + | ::with strong mill-sharpen'd blades, | |
− | + | ::The Mercians too | |
− | + | ::the hard hand-play | |
− | + | ::spared not to any | |
− | + | ::of those that with Anlaf | |
− | + | ::over the briny deep | |
− | + | ::in the ship's bosom | |
− | + | ::sought this land | |
− | + | ::for the hardy fight. | |
− | + | ::Five kings lay | |
− | + | ::on the field of battle, | |
− | + | ::in bloom of youth, | |
− | + | ::pierced with swords. | |
− | + | ::So seven eke | |
− | + | ::of the earls of Anlaf; | |
− | + | ::and of the ship's-crew | |
− | + | ::unnumber'd crowds. | |
− | + | ::There was dispersed | |
− | + | ::the little band | |
− | + | ::of hardy Scots, | |
− | + | ::the dread of northern hordes; | |
− | + | ::urged to the noisy deep | |
− | + | ::by unrelenting fate! | |
− | + | ::The king of the fleet | |
− | + | ::with his slender craft | |
− | + | ::escaped with his life | |
− | + | ::on the felon flood; | |
− | + | ::and so too Constantine, | |
− | + | ::the valiant chief, | |
− | + | ::returned to the north | |
− | + | ::in hasty flight. | |
− | + | ::The hoary Hildrinc | |
− | + | ::cared not to boast | |
− | + | ::among his kindred. | |
− | + | ::Here was his remnant | |
− | + | ::of relations and friends | |
− | + | ::slain with the sword | |
− | + | ::in the crowded fight. | |
− | + | ::His son too he left | |
− | + | ::on the field of battle, | |
− | + | ::mangled with wounds, | |
− | + | ::young at the fight. | |
− | + | ::The fair-hair'd youth | |
− | + | ::had no reason to boast | |
− | + | ::of the slaughtering strife. | |
− | + | ::Nor old Inwood | |
− | + | ::and Anlaf the more | |
− | + | ::with the wrecks of their army | |
− | + | ::could laugh and say, | |
− | + | ::that they on the field | |
− | + | ::of stern command | |
− | + | ::better workmen were, | |
− | + | ::in the conflict of banners, | |
− | + | ::the clash of spears, | |
− | + | ::the meeting of heroes, | |
− | + | ::and the rustling of weapons, | |
− | + | ::which they on the field | |
− | + | ::of slaughter played | |
− | + | ::with the sons of Edward. | |
− | + | ::The northmen sail'd | |
− | + | ::in their nailed ships, | |
− | + | ::a dreary remnant, | |
− | + | ::on the roaring sea; | |
− | + | ::over deep water | |
− | + | ::Dublin they sought, | |
− | + | ::and Ireland's shores, | |
− | + | ::in great disgrace. | |
− | + | ::Such then the brothers | |
− | + | ::both together | |
− | + | ::king and atheling, | |
− | + | ::sought their country, | |
− | + | ::West-Saxon land, | |
− | + | ::in right triumphant. | |
− | + | ::They left behind them | |
− | + | ::raw to devour, | |
− | + | ::the sallow kite, | |
− | + | ::the swarthy raven | |
− | + | ::with horny nib, | |
− | + | ::and the hoarse vultur, | |
− | + | ::with the eagle swift | |
− | + | ::to consume his prey; | |
− | + | ::the greedy gos-hawk, | |
− | + | ::and that grey beast | |
− | + | ::the wolf of the weald. | |
− | + | ::No slaughter yet | |
− | + | ::was greater made | |
− | + | ::e'er in this island, | |
− | + | ::of people slain, | |
− | + | ::before this same, | |
− | + | ::with the edge of the sword; | |
− | + | ::as the books inform us | |
− | + | ::of the old historians; | |
− | + | ::since hither came | |
− | + | ::from the eastern shores | |
− | + | ::the Angles and Saxons, | |
− | + | ::over the broad sea, | |
− | + | ::and Britain sought, | |
− | + | ::fierce battle-smiths, | |
− | + | ::o'ercame the Welsh, | |
− | + | ::most valiant earls, | |
+ | ::and gained the land.</poem><p> | ||
(Ingram, p.84-87) | (Ingram, p.84-87) |
Latest revision as of 00:08, 3 February 2007
See this in Anglo-Saxon.
<poem>
- Here Athelstan king,
- of earls the lord,
- rewarder of heroes,
- and his brother eke,
- Edmund atheling,
- elder of ancient race,
- slew in the fight,
- with the edge of their swords,
- the foe at Brumby!
- The sons of Edward
- their board-walls clove,
- and hewed their banners,
- with the wrecks of their hammers.
- So were they taught
- by kindred zeal,
- that they at camp oft
- 'gainst any robber
- their land should defend,
- their hoards and homes.
- Pursuing fell
- the Scottish clans;
- the men of the fleet
- in numbers fell;
- 'midst the din of the field
- the warrior swate.
- Since the sun was up
- in morning-tide,
- gigantic light!
- glad over grounds,
- God's candle bright,
- eternal Lord!
- 'till the noble creature
- sat in the western main:
- there lay many
- of the Northern heroes
- under a shower of arrows,
- shot over shields;
- and Scotland's boast,
- a Scythian race,
- the mighty seed of Mars!
- With chosen troops,
- throughout the day,
- the West-Saxons fierce
- press'd on the loathed bands;
- hew'd down the fugitives,
- and scatter'd the rear,
- with strong mill-sharpen'd blades,
- The Mercians too
- the hard hand-play
- spared not to any
- of those that with Anlaf
- over the briny deep
- in the ship's bosom
- sought this land
- for the hardy fight.
- Five kings lay
- on the field of battle,
- in bloom of youth,
- pierced with swords.
- So seven eke
- of the earls of Anlaf;
- and of the ship's-crew
- unnumber'd crowds.
- There was dispersed
- the little band
- of hardy Scots,
- the dread of northern hordes;
- urged to the noisy deep
- by unrelenting fate!
- The king of the fleet
- with his slender craft
- escaped with his life
- on the felon flood;
- and so too Constantine,
- the valiant chief,
- returned to the north
- in hasty flight.
- The hoary Hildrinc
- cared not to boast
- among his kindred.
- Here was his remnant
- of relations and friends
- slain with the sword
- in the crowded fight.
- His son too he left
- on the field of battle,
- mangled with wounds,
- young at the fight.
- The fair-hair'd youth
- had no reason to boast
- of the slaughtering strife.
- Nor old Inwood
- and Anlaf the more
- with the wrecks of their army
- could laugh and say,
- that they on the field
- of stern command
- better workmen were,
- in the conflict of banners,
- the clash of spears,
- the meeting of heroes,
- and the rustling of weapons,
- which they on the field
- of slaughter played
- with the sons of Edward.
- The northmen sail'd
- in their nailed ships,
- a dreary remnant,
- on the roaring sea;
- over deep water
- Dublin they sought,
- and Ireland's shores,
- in great disgrace.
- Such then the brothers
- both together
- king and atheling,
- sought their country,
- West-Saxon land,
- in right triumphant.
- They left behind them
- raw to devour,
- the sallow kite,
- the swarthy raven
- with horny nib,
- and the hoarse vultur,
- with the eagle swift
- to consume his prey;
- the greedy gos-hawk,
- and that grey beast
- the wolf of the weald.
- No slaughter yet
- was greater made
- e'er in this island,
- of people slain,
- before this same,
- with the edge of the sword;
- as the books inform us
- of the old historians;
- since hither came
- from the eastern shores
- the Angles and Saxons,
- over the broad sea,
- and Britain sought,
- fierce battle-smiths,
- o'ercame the Welsh,
- most valiant earls,
- and gained the land.</poem>
(Ingram, p.84-87)