Then, in fury, he flung his... «Beowulf: A New Verse Translation»
innashpitzberg29 июня 2013Then, in fury, he flung his sword away. The keen, inlaid, worm-looped-patterned steel Was hurled to the ground: he would have to rely On the might of his arm. So must a man do Who intends to gain enduring glory In a combat. Life doesn’t cost him thought.
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