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| Brood kit of Ecgthmeow, In whose high halls Many fat mice. Nor snack-feasting Whiskered paw-wielder, Gold-braided collar-band, Fatal too to ticks, Woven with witches' charms. His ears like sword-points Listening for peril-sounds, Howls of the hell-hound, Of Grendel's Great Dane, Dread demon-dog. Noble battle-kitten, Bold seeker of nest-booty: The heavy hall-door To fight the fang-bearing fiend, With lethal claw-blows; And the foe would taste death-food. Stern slumber-thunder, Mead-hammered in the wine-hall, For Fate does not see fit To lift the firm-fastened latch With the grim ghoul-pooch." Hunter of hall-pests, Greatest of the pussy-Geats. |
| Grendel's Dog: A Fragment from Beocat by the Old English Epic's Unknown Author's Cat (Modern English verse translation by the Editor's Cat) |
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| Brave Beocat, Hearth-pet of Hrothgar, He mauled without mercy Night did not find napping The wary war-cat, Bearer of the burnished neck-belt, Feller of fleas, The work of wonder-smiths, Sat on the throne-seat, Upraised, sharp-tipped, When he heard from the moor-hill Gruesome hunger-grunts Deadly doom-mutt, Then boasted Beocat, Bane of barrow-bunnies, "If hand of man unhasped And freed me to frolic forth I would lay the whelpling low Fur would fly But resounding snooze-noise, Nose-music of men snoring Fills me with sorrow-feeling, To send some fingered folk That I might go grapple Thus spake the mouse-shredder, Short-haired Hrodent-slayer, |
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