Elene; Judith; Athelstan, or the Fight at Brunanburh; Byrhtnoth, or the Fight at Maldon; and the Dream of the Rood - Anglo-Saxon Poems by Anonymous
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An errand to th' earl, where he stood on the shore:
"To thee me did send the seamen snell,[4] Bade to thee say, thou must send to them quickly 30 Bracelets for safety; and 'tis better for you That _ye_ this spear-rush with tribute buy off Than _we_ in so fierce a fight engage. We need not each spill,[5] if ye speed to this: We will for the pay a peace confirm. 35 If thou that redest who art highest in rank, If thou thy lieges art willing to loose, To pay to the seamen at their own pleasure Money for peace, and take peace from us, We will with the treasure betake us to ship, 40 Fare on the flood, and peace with you confirm." Byrhtnoth replied, his buckler uplifted, Waved his slim spear, with words he spake, Angry and firm gave answer to him: "Hear'st thou, seafarer, what saith this folk? 45 They will for tribute spear-shafts you pay, Poisonous points and trusty[6] swords, Those weapons that you in battle avail not. Herald of seamen, hark[7] back again, Say to thy people much sadder words, 50 Here stands not unknown an earl with his band, Whó will defend this father-land, Æthelred's home, mine own liege lord's, His folk and field: ye're fated to fall, Ye heathen, in battle. Too base it me seems 55 That ye with our scats[8] to ship may go Unfought against, so far ye now hither |
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