They stretched their beloved lord in his boat, laid out by the mast, amidships. the great ring-giver. Far-fetched treasureswere piled on him, and precious gear. (lines 34-37)
He has done his worst but the wound will end him. He is hasped and hooped and hirpling with pain, limping and looped in it. Like a man outlawed.for wickedness, he must await. the mighty judgement of God in majesty.(lines 974-78)
In off the moors, down through the mist bands.God-cursed Grendel came greedily loping. The bane of the race of men roamed forth, hunting for prey in the high hall.(lines 710-13).
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