BeowulfBeowulf, Lines 1935-2796Slide 3Slide 4Slide 5Slide 6Slide 7Slide 8Slide 9Slide 10Slide 11Slide 12Slide 13Slide 14Slide 15Slide 16Slide 17Slide 18Slide 19BeowulfText and ContextsBeowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941)Beowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941) • Beowulf’s kingdom is threatened by a dragon (1942-ff)Beowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941) • Beowulf’s kingdom is threatened by a dragon (1942-ff)• Beowulf fights the dragon, and is killed (2045-2394)Beowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941) • Beowulf’s kingdom is threatened by a dragon (1942-ff)• Beowulf fights the dragon, and is killed (2045-2394)• Only Wiglaf is faithful to Beowulf (2275–ff)Beowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941) • Beowulf’s kingdom is threatened by a dragon (1942-ff)• Beowulf fights the dragon, and is killed (2045-2394)• Only Wiglaf is faithful to Beowulf (2275–ff) • Wiglaf’s condemnation of the cowards (2517-ff)Beowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941) • Beowulf’s kingdom is threatened by a dragon (1942-ff)• Beowulf fights the dragon, and is killed (2045-2394)• Only Wiglaf is faithful to Beowulf (2275–ff) • Wiglaf’s condemnation of the cowards (2517-ff)• The herald’s tidings and predictions (2548-ff)Beowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941) • Beowulf’s kingdom is threatened by a dragon (1942-ff)• Beowulf fights the dragon, and is killed (2045-2394)• Only Wiglaf is faithful to Beowulf (2275–ff) • Wiglaf’s condemnation of the cowards (2517-ff)• The herald’s tidings and predictions (2548-ff)• Wiglaf recounts Beowulf’s last wishes (2700-2724)Beowulf, Lines 1935-2796• Beowulf is King of Geatland (1935–1941) • Beowulf’s kingdom is threatened by a dragon (1942-ff)• Beowulf fights the dragon, and is killed (2045-2394)• Only Wiglaf is faithful to Beowulf (2275–ff) • Wiglaf’s condemnation of the cowards (2517-ff)• The herald’s tidings and predictions (2548-ff)• Wiglaf recounts Beowulf’s last wishes (2700-2724)• Beowulf’s funeral (2725-2796)1935194019451950 It happened long after,that war-swords slewwhen battle-Scylfingsand hurtled headlongSo Beowulf cameFor fifty wintersthen the old king,heard of a dragonHe had long lainthe steep stone-barrow,but a path pierced it,save him who found itThat stranger seized he bore it in handa finely worked flagonwhere the dragon dozed. with Hygelac dead,Heardred, his son,broke his shield-wallat Hrethel’s nephew.to rule the broad realm.he fostered it well;keeper of kinfolk,drawn from the darkness.in his lofty fastness,guarding his gold; known to no personand followed it forward.but a single treasure.from the heathen hoard:he filched from the lairBeowulf is King195019551960 the sneaking thiefthe guardian wokeas his nearest neighborsIt was not by choicethe wondrous worm-hoard.was stricken himself,the son of a warriorEscaping his bondage,and guiltily gropedThere the intruderhearing the dragonan ancient evilHis fate was to findhis fingers feeling Enraged at the robber,who struck while he slept,glowing with wrath,were soon to discern.that the wretch raidedThe one who offended sorely distressed,sold as a slave.He braved the barrenshis way below ground.trembled with terrorwho drowsed in the dark,sleepily breathing.as fear unmanned hima filigreed cup.A Dragon is Awakened204520502055 Then terrible tidings how swiftly his ownthat best of buildingsand his throne melting.The wise man wonderedand how he transgressedthe Lord Everlasting,His grief was great,boiled in his breastThe fiery foehad sacked and searedFor that the bold war-kingHe ordered a fenderbetter for breastingthan the linden-wood were taken to Beowulf:stronghold was stricken,bursting with flamesThe hero was heart-sore;what wrong he had wroughtagainst old law,Ruler of All.and grim thoughtsas never before.had flown to his coastlands,his keep by the sea.required requital.be fashioned of iron,baleful blazeswarding his warriors.Bad Tidings to Beowulf22202225 Then he turned to his troopbidding farewellfast in friendship:no weapon at allIf I knew how to fightAs I grappled with GrendelBut here I shall findand breath envenomed,this mail-coat and shield.from standing my groundfollow what willI shall face the fiendLet every man’s Rulerwords are worthless for the final time,to bold helmet-bearers,“I would wear no sword,to ward off the wormthis fiendish foeone bygone night.fierce battle-fire therefore I bearI shall not shywhen I greet the guardian,at the foot of his wall.with a firm heart.reckon my fate:against the war-flyer.Beowulf’s Last Battle229022952300 Enfolded in fireRuled a whole realmhold off the heat,of princelings had fled,the foe with their lord.less than their lives,But one among themand balked at quittingThis one was Wiglaf,beloved shield-bearerSeeing his liege-lordwith war-mask scorchedthe thankful thanehis kinsman bestowed:and folk-rights his father he who formerlyhad no one to help himfor his hand-picked bandfearing to faceloving honorthey hid in the holt.grieved for the Geatshis kinsman, the king.son of Weostan,born in Scylf-land.suffering sorelyby the searing onslaught,thought of the boonsthe splendid homesteadformerly held.Wiglaf237523802385 The fearful fire-drake, Flung himself forwardWild with woundsIn the heat of the fray,To fasten his fangsBeowulf’s life-bloodOn those terrible tusks.The second warrior a man born for battleKeen to strengthenHe took no heedScorching his handThe sword sank in,The flames of the foe scather of strongholds,a final time,yet wily and sly.he hurtled headlongin the foe’s throat.came bursting forthJust then, I am toldsprang from his side,proving his mettle,his kinsman in combat.of the hideous headas he hit lower down.patterned and plated;faltered, faded.Beowulf and Wiglaf Kill the Dragon246524702475 For these precious thingsI thank the Lord,Bright is this boonto lighten my death-day.for your shall be leader;Gather my guardhousing my ashesreminding my kinafter his pyreSeafarers passing‘Beowulf’s Barrow’drive over darkness,So the stern princeand keen spear-wielderhis gold-plated helm I look upon last,eternal World-Ruler.my life’s loss has bought,Look to our people,I lead no longer.and raise me a grave-moundat