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Wiga
is on eorþan wundrum acenned
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On earth this warrior is strangely born
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dryhtum to nytte, of dumbum twam
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Of two dumb creatures, drawn gleaming
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torht atyhted, þone on teon
wigeð
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Into the world, bright and useful to men.
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feond his feonde. Forstrangne
oft
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It is tended, kept, covered by women--
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wif hine wrið. He him
wel hereð,
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5 |
Strong and savage, it serves well,
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5 |
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þeowaþ him geþwære,
gif him þegniað
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A gentle slave to firm masters
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mægeð ond mæcgas
mid gemete ryhte,
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Who mind its measure and feed it fairly
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fedað hine fægre; he
him fremum stepeð
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With a careful hand. To
these it brings
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life on lissum. Leanað grimme
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Warm blessings; to those who let it run
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þam þe hine wloncne
weorþan læteð.
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Wild it brings a grim reward.
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