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Moððe
word fræt-- me þæt þuhte
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A moth ate songs-wolfed words!
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wrætlicu wyrd þa ic
þæt wundor gefrægn,
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That seemed a weird dish-that a worm
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þæt se wyrm forswealg wera
gied sumes,
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Should swallow, dumb thief in the dark,
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þeof in þystro, þrymfæstne
cwide
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The songs of a man, his chants of glory,
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ond þæs strangan staþol.
Stælgiest
ne wæs
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Their place of strength. That thief-guest
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wihte þy gleawra, þe
he þam wordum swealg.
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Was no wiser for having swallowed words
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