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Chapter 9

Word Count: 753    |    Released on: 18/11/2017

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the sword. And

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aw the sea-

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med if he

that I killed

cors. Of night

a harder 'neat

the deep a mor

rmed from that

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waters. No

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tle. Breca

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sh dread of yo

afe, from the V

pledges, f

Danes, but lu

easts, nor f

ane men. But

the prowess and

m battle. Bl

isteth, when

morning o'er

n from the sou

n was the

war-brave;

s' prince, from

hepherd, such

er of liegemen

ords. Came Wea

hgar, heedful

greeting the

-born lady h

East-Danes' h

lithe at the

loved one. Lu

beaker, batt

l then went the

and older

cup, till co

raced queen, th

bore the be

Geats' lord, G

ds, that her wi

n a hero her h

n terrors. Th

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tered the eag

ke, bairn o

hought, when m

cean and ente

work the will

ighting fal

ripe fast. I

ave deed, or

f mine in the

ords to the

le-boast. - Br

ame by her sp

erst, be

ssail and wo

nd's revel,

ealfdene has

night; he kne

fiend in tha

of the sun th

night sank d

shapes came

lkin. The wa

n, he mad

Beowulf, b

he wine hall: a

ny man erst

heave up han

ne-Hall, till

hold this h

glory; thy

foe! No wish s

the battle with

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