What were we War-Danes in our yore-days?
Tribal-Kings! Truly cast that glory past,
how the counts had courage vast!
Oft Scyld Scefing shed Eotens’
many sons of mead-seats often.
Awesome Earl; since erst a whelp
fund-shorn found, was offered help.
Waxed under welkin, won worth-prestige
until all areas we edged with were beseiged
over the whale-road, wide wealth did they bring:
gave up their gold. That was a good king!
