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moustew

Then, when darkness had dropped, Grendel Went up to Herot, wondering what the warriors Would do in that hall when their drinking was done.Hate had triumphed on writerber is trying to come Distance was safety; the only survivors So Grendel ruled, fought with the righteous, Cerendel is/winner because to fulfill their desione dgreat strugale belu means unftis where

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One against many, and won; so Herot Stood empty, and stayed deserted for years, Twelve winters of grief for Hrothgar, king Of the Danes, sorrow heaped at his door By hell-forged hands.His misery leaped The seas, was told and sung in all Men's ears: how Grendel's hatred began, How the monster relished his savage war On the Danes, keeping the bloody feud Alive, seeking no peace, offering No truce, accepting no settlement, no price In gold or land, and paying the living For one crime only with another.No one Waited for reparation from his plundering claws: That shadow of death hunted in the darkness, Stalked Hrothgar's warriors, old

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maryl which means the

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And young, lying in waiting, hidden

In mist, invisibly following them from the edge

Of the marsh, always there, unseen.

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moustew

Then, when darkness had dropped, Grendel Went up to Herot, wondering what the warriors Would do in that hall when their drinking was done. He found them sprawled in sleep, suspecting Nothing, their dreams undisturbed. The monster's Thoughts were as quick as his greed or his claws He slipped through the door and there in the silence Snatched up thirty smashed them Unknowing in their beds and ran out with The blood dripping behind him, back their bodies ir To his lair, delighted with his night's slaughter.

go

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At daybreak, with the sun's first light, they saw How well he had worked, and in that gray morning of nation, Broke their long feast with tears and laments For the dead. Hrothgar, their lord, sat joyless In Herot, a mighty prince mourning The fate of his lost friends and companions, Knowing by its tracks that some demon had torn His followers apart. He wept, fearing Qriend Shiz The beginning might not be the end. And that night Grendel came again, so set areff cogent important Indemain vefers to armasil On murder that no crime could ever be enough. who woude No savage assault quench his lust For evil. Then each warrior tried To escape him, searched for rest in different Beds, as far from Herot as they could find, Seeing how Grendel hunted when they slept. de Were those who fled him. Hate had triumphed on writerber is trying to come Distance was safety; the only survivors So Grendel ruled, fought with the righteous, Cerendel is/winner because to fulfill their desione dgreat strugale belu means unftis where

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nd coinss

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ruthlessly

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and love sevil and a

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One against many, and won; so Herot Stood empty, and stayed deserted for years, Twelve winters of grief for Hrothgar, king Of the Danes, sorrow heaped at his door By hell-forged hands. His misery leaped The seas, was told and sung in all Men's ears: how Grendel's hatred began, How the monster relished his savage war On the Danes, keeping the bloody feud Alive, seeking no peace, offering No truce, accepting no settlement, no price In gold or land, and paying the living For one crime only with another. No one Waited for reparation from his plundering claws: That shadow of death hunted in the darkness, Stalked Hrothgar's warriors, old

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maryl which means the

or digunified

65

70

75

And young, lying in waiting, hidden

In mist, invisibly following them from the edge

Of the marsh, always there, unseen.

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(beu, I think)

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