Chapter Chapter 42 · WIGLAF'S SAD STORY.--THE HOARD CARRIED OFF.

. WIGLAF'S SAD STORY.--THE HOARD CARRIED OFF.

Then 'twas seen that the journey prospered him little

Who wrongly within had the ornaments hidden[1]

Down 'neath the wall. The warden erst slaughtered

Some few of the folk-troop: the feud then thereafter

5 Was hotly avengèd. 'Tis a wonder where,[2]

When the strength-famous trooper has attained to the end of

Life-days allotted, then no longer the man may

Remain with his kinsmen where mead-cups are flowing.

So to Beowulf happened when the ward of the barrow,

10 Assaults, he sought for: himself had no knowledge

How his leaving this life was likely to happen.

So to doomsday, famous folk-leaders down did

Call it with curses--who 'complished it there--

[104] That that man should be ever of ill-deeds convicted,

15 Confined in foul-places, fastened in hell-bonds,

Punished with plagues, who this place should e'er ravage.[3]

He cared not for gold: rather the Wielder's

Favor preferred he first to get sight of.[4]

{Wiglaf addresses his comrades.}

Wiglaf discoursed then, Wihstan his son:

20 "Oft many an earlman on one man's account must

Sorrow endure, as to us it hath happened.

The liegelord belovèd we could little prevail on,

Kingdom's keeper, counsel to follow,

Not to go to the guardian of the gold-hoard, but let him

25 Lie where he long was, live in his dwelling

Till the end of the world. Met we a destiny

Hard to endure: the hoard has been looked at,

Been gained very grimly; too grievous the fate that[5]

The prince of the people pricked to come thither.

30 _I_ was therein and all of it looked at,

The building's equipments, since access was given me,

Not kindly at all entrance permitted

{He tells them of Beowulf's last moments.}

Within under earth-wall. Hastily seized I

And held in my hands a huge-weighing burden

35 Of hoard-treasures costly, hither out bare them

To my liegelord belovèd: life was yet in him,

And consciousness also; the old one discoursed then

Much and mournfully, commanded to greet you,

{Beowulf's dying request.}

Bade that remembering the deeds of your friend-lord

40 Ye build on the fire-hill of corpses a lofty

Burial-barrow, broad and far-famous,

As 'mid world-dwelling warriors he was widely most honored

While he reveled in riches. Let us rouse us and hasten

[105] Again to see and seek for the treasure,

45 The wonder 'neath wall. The way I will show you,

That close ye may look at ring-gems sufficient

And gold in abundance. Let the bier with promptness

Fully be fashioned, when forth we shall come,

And lift we our lord, then, where long he shall tarry,

50 Well-beloved warrior, 'neath the Wielder's protection."

{Wiglaf charges them to build a funeral-pyre.}

Then the son of Wihstan bade orders be given,

Mood-valiant man, to many of heroes,

Holders of homesteads, that they hither from far,

[6]Leaders of liegemen, should look for the good one

55 With wood for his pyre: "The flame shall now swallow

(The wan fire shall wax[7]) the warriors' leader

Who the rain of the iron often abided,

When, sturdily hurled, the storm of the arrows

Leapt o'er linden-wall, the lance rendered service,

60 Furnished with feathers followed the arrow."

Now the wise-mooded son of Wihstan did summon

The best of the braves from the band of the ruler

{He takes seven thanes, and enters the den.}

Seven together; 'neath the enemy's roof he

Went with the seven; one of the heroes

65 Who fared at the front, a fire-blazing torch-light

Bare in his hand. No lot then decided

Who that hoard should havoc, when hero-earls saw it

Lying in the cavern uncared-for entirely,

Rusting to ruin: they rued then but little

70 That they hastily hence hauled out the treasure,

{They push the dragon over the wall.}

The dear-valued jewels; the dragon eke pushed they,

The worm o'er the wall, let the wave-currents take him,

[106] The waters enwind the ward of the treasures.

{The hoard is laid on a wain.}

There wounden gold on a wain was uploaded,

75 A mass unmeasured, the men-leader off then,

The hero hoary, to Whale's-Ness was carried.

[1] For 'gehýdde,' B. suggests 'gehýðde': the passage would stand as

above except the change of 'hidden' (v. 2) to 'plundered.' The

reference, however, would be to the thief, not to the dragon.

[2] The passage 'Wundur ... búan' (3063-3066), M. took to be a

question asking whether it was strange that a man should die when his

appointed time had come.--B. sees a corruption, and makes emendations

introducing the idea that a brave man should not die from sickness or

from old age, but should find death in the performance of some deed of

daring.--S. sees an indirect question introduced by 'hwár' and

dependent upon 'wundur': _A secret is it when the hero is to die,

etc_.--Why may the two clauses not be parallel, and the whole passage

an Old English cry of '_How wonderful is death!'?_--S.'s is the best

yet offered, if 'wundor' means 'mystery.'

[3] For 'strude' in H.-So., S. suggests 'stride.' This would require

'ravage' (v. 16) to be changed to 'tread.'

[4] 'He cared ... sight of' (17, 18), S. emends so as to read as

follows: _He (Beowulf) had not before seen the favor of the avaricious

possessor._

[5] B. renders: _That which drew the king thither_ (i.e. _the

treasure_) _was granted us, but in such a way that it overcomes us._

[6] 'Folc-ágende' (3114) B. takes as dat. sing. with 'gódum,' and

refers it to Beowulf; that is, _Should bring fire-wood to the place

where the good folk-ruler lay_.

[7] C. proposes to take 'weaxan' = L. 'vescor,' and translate

_devour_. This gives a parallel to 'fretan' above. The parenthesis

would be discarded and the passage read: _Now shall the fire consume,

the wan-flame devour, the prince of warriors, etc_.