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Hyse
cwom gangan, þær he hie wisse
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The young man came over to the corner
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stondan in wincsele, stop feorran
to,
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Where he knew she stood. He
stepped up,
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hror hægstealdmon, hof his
agen
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Eager and agile, lifted his tunic
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hrægl hondum up, hrand under
gyrdels
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With hard hands, thrust through her girdle
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hyre stondendre stiþes
nathwæt,
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5 |
Something stiff, worked on the standing
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5 |
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worhte his willan; wagedan buta.
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One his will. Both swayed and
shook.
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þegn onnette, wæs
þragum nyt
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The young man hurried, was sometimes useful,
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tillic esne, teorode hwæþre
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Served well, but always tired
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æt stunda gehwam strong
ær þon hio,
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Sooner than she, weary of the work.
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werig þæs weorces.
Hyre
weaxan ongon
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10 |
Under her girdle began to grow
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under gyrdelse þæt
oft gode men
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A hero's reward for laying on dough.
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ferðþum freogað
ond mid feo bicgað.
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