Anonymous Olde English
Anonymous Olde English Poems
Edward, Edward. A Scottish Ballad
MODERN TRANSLATION (original below)
'Why does your sword so drip with blood,
Why does your sword so drip with blood?
And why so sad are ye, O?'
'O, I have killed my hawk so good,
O I have killed my hawk so good:
And I had no more but he, O.'
'Your hawk's blood was never so red,
Your hawk’s blood was never so red,
My dear son I tell thee, O.'
'O, I have killed my red-roan steed,
O, I have killed my red-roan steed,
That once was so fair and free, O.'
'Your steed was ...
Beowulf (Episode 25)
"UNDER harness his heart then is hit indeed
by sharpest shafts; and no shelter avails
from foul behest of the hellish fiend.
Him seems too little what long he possessed.
Greedy and grim, no golden rings
he gives for his pride; the promised future
forgets he and spurns, with all God has sent him,
Wonder-Wielder, of wealth and fame.
Yet in the end it ever comes