«The leader of the troop unlocked
his word-hoard;
The distinguished one delivered
this answer:
“We belong by birth to the Geat people
And owe
allegiance to Lord Hygelac.
In his
day, my father was a famous man,
A noble
warrior-lord name Ecgtheow.
He
outlasted many a long winter
And went on his way. All over the world
Men wise
in counsel continue to remember him.
We come
in good faith to find your lord
And nation’s shield, the son of
Halfdane.
Give us
the right advice and direction.
We have
arrived here on a great errand
To the
lord of the Danes, and I believe therefore
There
should be nothing hidden or withheld between us.
So tell
us if what we have heard is true
About
this threat, whatever it is,
This
danger abroad in the dark nights,
This corpse-marker mongering
death
In the Shildings’ country. I come
to proffer
My wholehearted help and counsel.
I can
show the wise Hrothgar a way
To defeat
his enemy and find respite-
If any repose is to reach him,
ever.
I can
calm the turmoil and terror in his mind.
Otherwise,
he must endure woes
And live
with grief for as long as his hall
Stands at
the horizon, on its high ground.»
Anónimo
Beowulf
Imagen del cómic de Santiago García y David Rubín.
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