Passage #3 beowulf
"I'd leave my armor to my son, Now, if
God had given me an heir, A child born
of my body, his life Created from mine.
I've worn this crown For fifty winters: no
neighboring people Have tried to
threaten the Geats, sent soldiers
Against us or talked of terror. My days
Have gone by as fate willed, waiting For
its word to be spoken, ruling as well
As I knew how, swearing no unholy oaths,
Seeking no lying wars. I can leave
This life happy; I can die, here,
Knowing the Lord of all life has
never Watched me wash my sword
in blood Born of my own family.
Beloved Wiglaf, go, quickly, find
The dragon's treasure: we've taken
its life, But its gold is ours, too. Hurry,
Bring me ancient silver, precious
Jewels, shining armor and gems,
Before I die. Death will be softer,
Leaving life and this people I've ruled
So long, if I look at this last of all prizes."
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