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The Funeral of Théodred

Nú on théostrum licgeth Théodred se léofa
hæ´letha holdost.
ne sceal hearpan sweg wigend weccean;
ne winfæ´t gylden guma sceal healdan,
ne god hafoc geond sæ´l swingan,
ne se swifta mearh burhstede beatan.
 
Bealocwealm hafað fréone frecan forth onsended1
giedd sculon singan gléomenn sorgiende
on Meduselde thæt he ma no wære
his dryhtne dyrest and maga deorost.
 
  • 1. This is the only stanza included in the video.
Translation

The Funeral of Theodred

Now dear Theodred lies in darkness,
most loyal of fighters.
The sound of the harp shall not wake the warrior;
nor shall the man hold a golden wine-cup,
nor good hawk swing through the hall,
nor the swift horse stamp in the courtyard.
 
An evil death has set forth the noble warrior
A song shall sing sorrowing minstrels
in Meduseld that he is no more,
to his lord dearest and kinsmen most beloved.
 
Comments
MaulerMauler    Sat, 08/12/2012 - 05:05

Theodred, the King of Rohan ;-)
I'm looking forward to "The Hobbit"