iddle 20

Ætsomne cwom    sixtig monna

 

Sixty rode horses down to the shore

 

to wægstæþe     wicgum ridan;

 

Eleven were prancers, proud and fine,

 

hæfdon endleofan     eoredmæcgas

 

Four gleaming white. They champed

 

fridhengestas,    feower sceamas.

 

For the sea-charge but the channel was deep,

 

Ne meahton magorincas     ofer mere feolan,

5

The wave-clash cruel, the banks steep,

5

swa hi fundedon,    ac wæs flod to deop,

 

The current strong-so the spear-proud warriors,

 

atol yþa geþræc,     ofras hea,

 

Horses and earls, mounted a wagon,

 

streamas stronge.     Ongunnon stigan þa

 

And under its beam rode the bright wain

 

on wægn weras     ond hyra wicg somod

 

Over sea-curve to land. No ox drew the wagon,

 

hlodan under hrunge;     þa þa hors oðbær

10

No strength of slaves, no road-horse hauling. 

10

eh ond eorlas,     æscum dealle,

 

She was no sea-floater or ground-roller

 

ofer wætres byht     wægn to lande--

 

With her weight. She did not drag water,

 

swa hine oxa ne teah,     ne esna mægen

 

Fly down from the air or double back,

 

ne fæthengest,     ne on flode swom,

 

But bore earls and white horses from steep

 

ne be grunde wod     gestum under,

15

Shore to shore-mounts and their men

15

ne lagu drefde,     ne on lyfte fleag,

 

Over deep water and home safe again.

 

ne under bæc cyrde;    brohte hwæþre

     

beornas ofer burnan    ond hyra bloncan mid

     

from stæðe heaum,     þæt hy stopan up

     

on oþerne,     ellenrofe,

20    

weras of wæge, ond hyra wicg gesund.

     

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