beowulf-第7章
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who house by those parts； I have heard relate
that such a pair they have sometimes seen；
march…stalkers mighty the moorland haunting；
wandering spirits： one of them seemed；
so far as my folk could fairly judge；
of womankind； and one； accursed；
in man's guise trod the misery…track
of exile； though huger than human bulk。
Grendel in days long gone they named him；
folk of the land； his father they knew not；
nor any brood that was born to him
of treacherous spirits。 Untrod is their home；
by wolf…cliffs haunt they and windy headlands；
fenways fearful； where flows the stream
from mountains gliding to gloom of the rocks；
underground flood。 Not far is it hence
in measure of miles that the mere expands；
and o'er it the frost…bound forest hanging；
sturdily rooted； shadows the wave。
By night is a wonder weird to see；
fire on the waters。 So wise lived none
of the sons of men； to search those depths！
Nay； though the heath…rover； harried by dogs；
the horn…proud hart； this holt should seek；
long distance driven； his dear life first
on the brink he yields ere he brave the plunge
to hide his head： 'tis no happy place！
Thence the welter of waters washes up
wan to welkin when winds bestir
evil storms； and air grows dusk；
and the heavens weep。 Now is help once more
with thee alone！ The land thou knowst not；
place of fear； where thou findest out
that sin…flecked being。 Seek if thou dare！
I will reward thee； for waging this fight；
with ancient treasure； as erst I did；
with winding gold； if thou winnest back。〃
＇1＇ He surmises presently where she is。 ＇2＇ The connection is not
difficult。 The words of mourning； of acute grief； are said； and
according to Germanic sequence of thought； inexorable here； the
next and only topic is revenge。 But is it possible？ Hrothgar
leads up to his appeal and promise with a skillful and often
effective description of the horrors which surround the monster's
home and await the attempt of an avenging foe。
XXI
BEOWULF spake； bairn of Ecgtheow：
〃Sorrow not； sage！ It beseems us better
friends to avenge than fruitlessly mourn them。
Each of us all must his end abide
in the ways of the world； so win who may
glory ere death！ When his days are told；
that is the warrior's worthiest doom。
Rise； O realm…warder！ Ride we anon；
and mark the trail of the mother of Grendel。
No harbor shall hide her heed my promise！
enfolding of field or forested mountain
or floor of the flood； let her flee where she will！
But thou this day endure in patience；
as I ween thou wilt； thy woes each one。〃
Leaped up the graybeard： God he thanked；
mighty Lord； for the man's brave words。
For Hrothgar soon a horse was saddled
wave…maned steed。 The sovran wise
stately rode on； his shield…armed men
followed in force。 The footprints led
along the woodland； widely seen；
a path o'er the plain； where she passed； and trod
the murky moor； of men…at…arms
she bore the bravest and best one； dead；
him who with Hrothgar the homestead ruled。
On then went the atheling…born
o'er stone…cliffs steep and strait defiles；
narrow passes and unknown ways；
headlands sheer； and the haunts of the Nicors。
Foremost he＇1＇ fared； a few at his side
of the wiser men； the ways to scan；
till he found in a flash the forested hill
hanging over the hoary rock；
a woful wood： the waves below
were dyed in blood。 The Danish men
had sorrow of soul； and for Scyldings all；
for many a hero； 'twas hard to bear；
ill for earls； when Aeschere's head
they found by the flood on the foreland there。
Waves were welling； the warriors saw；
hot with blood； but the horn sang oft
battle…song bold。 The band sat down；
and watched on the water worm…like things；
sea…dragons strange that sounded the deep；
and nicors that lay on the ledge of the ness
such as oft essay at hour of morn
on the road…of…sails their ruthless quest；
and sea…snakes and monsters。 These started away；
swollen and savage that song to hear；
that war…horn's blast。 The warden of Geats；
with bolt from bow； then balked of life；
of wave…work； one monster； amid its heart
went the keen war…shaft； in water it seemed
less doughty in swimming whom death had seized。
Swift on the billows； with boar…spears well
hooked and barbed； it was hard beset；
done to death and dragged on the headland；
wave…roamer wondrous。 Warriors viewed
the grisly guest。
Then girt him Beowulf
in martial mail； nor mourned for his life。
His breastplate broad and bright of hues；
woven by hand； should the waters try；
well could it ward the warrior's body
that battle should break on his breast in vain
nor harm his heart by the hand of a foe。
And the helmet white that his head protected
was destined to dare the deeps of the flood；
through wave…whirl win： 'twas wound with chains；
decked with gold； as in days of yore
the weapon…smith worked it wondrously；
with swine…forms set it； that swords nowise；
brandished in battle； could bite that helm。
Nor was that the meanest of mighty helps
which Hrothgar's orator offered at need：
〃Hrunting〃 they named the hilted sword；
of old…time heirlooms easily first；
iron was its edge； all etched with poison；
with battle…blood hardened； nor blenched it at fight
in hero's hand who held it ever；
on paths of peril prepared to go
to folkstead＇2＇ of foes。 Not first time this
it was destined to do a daring task。
For he bore not in mind； the bairn of Ecglaf
sturdy and strong； that speech he had made；
drunk with wine； now this weapon he lent
to a stouter swordsman。 Himself； though； durst not
under welter of waters wager his life
as loyal liegeman。 So lost he his glory；
honor of earls。 With the other not so；
who girded him now for the grim encounter。
＇1＇ Hrothgar is probably meant。 ＇2＇ Meeting place。
XXI
BEOWULF spake； bairn of Ecgtheow：
〃Have mind； thou honored offspring of Healfdene
gold…friend of men； now I go on this quest；
sovran wise； what once was said：
if in thy cause it came that I
should lose my life； thou wouldst loyal bide
to me； though fallen； in father's place！
Be guardian； thou； to this group of my thanes；
my warrior…friends； if War should seize me；
and the goodly gifts thou gavest me；
Hrothgar beloved； to Hygelac send！
Geatland's king may ken by the gold；
Hrethel's son see； when he stares at the treasure；
that I got me a friend for goodness famed；
and joyed while I could in my jewel…bestower。
And let Unferth wield this wondrous sword；
earl far…honored； this heirloom precious；
hard of edge： with Hrunting I
seek doom of glory； or Death shall take me。〃
After these words the Weder…Geat lord
boldly hastened； biding never
answer at all： the ocean floods
closed o'er the hero。 Long while of the day
fled ere he felt the floor of the sea。
Soon found the fiend who the flood…domain
sword…hungry held these hundred winters；
greedy and grim； that some guest from above；
some man； was raiding her monster…realm。
She grasped out for him with grisly claws；
and the warrior seized； yet scathed she not
his body hale； the breastplate hindered；
as she strove to shatter the sark of war；
the linked harness； with loathsome hand。
Then bore this brine…wolf； when bottom she touched；
the lord of rings to the lair she haunted
whiles vainly he strove； though his valor held；
weapon to wield against wondrous monsters
that sore beset him； sea…beasts many
tried with fierce tusks to tear his mail；
and swarmed on the stranger。 But soon he marked
he was now in some hall； he knew not which；
where water never could work him harm；
nor through the roof could reach him ever
fangs of the flood。 Firelight he saw；
beams of a blaze that brightly shone。
Then the warrior was ware of that wolf…of…the…deep；
mere…wife monstrous。 For mighty stroke
he swung his blade； and the blow withheld not。
Then sang on her head that seemly blade
its war…song wild。 But the warrior found
the light…of…battle＇1＇ was loath to bite；
to harm the heart： its hard edge failed
the noble at need； yet had known of old
strife hand to hand； and had helmets cloven；
doomed men's fighting…gear。 First time； this；
for the gleaming blade that its glory fell。
Firm still stood； nor failed in valor；
heedful of high deeds； Hygelac's kinsman；
flung away fretted sword； featly jewelled；
the angry earl； on earth it lay
steel…edged and stiff。 His strength he trusted；
hand…gripe of might。 So man shall do
whenever in war he weens to earn him
lasting fame； nor fears for his life！
Seized then by shoulder； shrank not from combat；
the Geatish war…prince Grendel's mother。
Flung then the fierce one； filled with wrath；
his deadly foe； that she fell to ground。
Swift on her part she paid him back
with grisly grasp； and grappled with him。
Spent with struggle； stumbled the warrior；
fiercest of fighting…men； fell adown。
On the hall…guest she hurled herself； hent her short sword；
broad and brown…edged；＇2＇ the bairn to avenge；
the sole…born son。 On his shoulder lay
braided breast…mail； barring death；
withstanding entrance of edge or blade。
Life would have ended for Ecgtheow's son；
under wide earth for that earl of Geats；
had his armor of war not aided him；
battle…net hard； and holy God
wielded the victory； wisest Maker。
The Lord of Heaven allowed his cause；
and easily rose the earl erect。
＇1＇ Kenning for 〃sword。〃 Hrunting is bewitched； laid under a
spell of uselessness； along with all other swords。 ＇2＇ This brown
of swords； evidently meaning burnished； bright； continues to be a
favorite adjective in the popular ballads。
XXIII
'MID the battle…gear saw he a blade triumphant；
old…sword of Eotens； with edge of proof；
warriors' heirloom； weapon unmatched；
save only 'twas more than other men
to bandy…of…battle could bear at all
as the giants had wrought it； ready and keen。
Seized then its chain…hilt the Scyldings' chieftain；
bold and battle…grim； brandished the sword；
reckless of life； and so wrathfully smote
that it gripped her neck and grasped her hard；
her bone…rings breaking： the blade pierced through
that fated…one's flesh： to floor she sank。
Bloody the blade： he was blithe of his deed。
Then blazed forth light。 'Twas bright within
as when from the sky there shines unclouded
heaven's candle。 The hall he scanned。
By the wall then went he； his weapon raised
high by its hilts the Hygelac…thane；
angry and eager。 That edge was not useless
to the warrior now。 He wished with speed
Grendel to guerdon for grim raids many；
for the war he waged on Western…Danes
oftener far than an only time；
when of Hrothgar's hearth…companions
he slew in slumber； in sleep devoured；
fifteen men of the folk of Danes；
and as many others outward bore；
his horrible prey。 Well paid for that
the wrathful princ
