Beowulf

Beowul    "99 Luftballons" by Nena)

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Anglo-Saxon poetry from circa AD 750,
though it's based on history,
mots is just embellished story,
passed down by scops - singers tales,
mixed Saxon's dialects with Angles'.
The author's name we'll neve know
but Beowulf remains our hero. 

Beowulf hero of Geats
in a world governed by fate.
The monster Grendel plagued the Hell.
Attacked the warrior, kill them all.
So Beowulf and his thanes
leave their homeland to save the Danes,
their sword break from the magic charm
till Beowulf tears the Grendel's arm!

In revenge, dead Grendel's mother
comes to kill the king's best warrior.
Beowulf tracks her to her lair
and eerie lake of despair
protected by enchanted armor
He wins the fight and then beheads her
retourns victorious at the "nineth hour".
The comitatus gave him power!

Back to Sweeden he returns
to the kinships he has earned
until one day late in his life
his realm is struck with fiery strife.
The vengeful rage of a dragon
for his golde cup was stolen!
Who but Beowulf can slay him?
Save his people from destruction?
Save his people from destruction?

Written in alliteration!

Cremated, buried by the sea,
the poem drift into elegey,
English epic song of praise
tells of Beowulf's glory days.
How in those tragic "days of yore"
"The noble ones did deeds of valour"
The kennings speak in metaphor,
remains for ever in our lore.