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Ic
gefrægn for hæleþum hring gyddian,
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This bright circle spoke to men,
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torhtne butan tungan, tila þeah
he hlude
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The tongueless treasure without voice
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stefne ne cirmde, strongum wordum.
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The ring wrought power in silence saying,
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Sinc
for secgum swigende cwæð:
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"Save me, Healer
of souls!" Let those
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"Gehæle mec, helpend gæsta."
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5 |
Who read the red-gold's silent song-craft
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5 |
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Ryne
ongietan readan goldes
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Catch the incantation, solve the song,
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guman galdorcwide, gleawe beþencan
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And give their souls to God
as the ring said.
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hyra hælo to Gode, swa
se hring gecwæð.
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iddle
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