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Beowulf: An Anglo-Saxon Epic Poem - Unknown ยท 53 words
There in bloody billows bubbled the currents, The angry eddy was everywhere mingled And seething with gore, welling with sword blood;1 He death doomed had hid him, when reaved of his joyance 15 He laid down his life in the lair he had fled to, His heathenish spirit, where hell did receive him.
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