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Ic
þa wihte geseah-- womb wæs on hindan
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I
saw a creature with its belly behind
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þriþum aþrunten. Þ¦egn
folgade,
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Huge and swollen, handled by a servant,
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mægenrofa man, ond
micel hæfde
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A hard, muscled man who struggled so
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gefered þæt hit felde,
fleah þurh his eage.
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That the bulge in its belly burst through its eye:
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Ne
swylteð he symle, þonne syllan sceal
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Its passion--gorge and spill through death,
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innað þam oþrum,
ac him eft cymeð
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Then rise and fill with second breath
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bot in bosme, blæd
biþ aræred;
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To sire a son and father self.
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He
sunu wyrceð, bið him sylfa fæder.
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