Then was it made known to the children of men by a sorrowful singing
that Grendel was striving this while against Hrothgar, and waged
hateful enmity of crime and feud for many a year with lasting strife,
and would hold no truce against any man of the main host of Danes,
nor put away the life-bale, or settle feud with a fee, nor did any man
need to hope for brighter bettering at the hand of the banesman. The
terrible monster, a dark death-shadow, was pursuing the youth and
the warriors, and he fettered and ensnared them, and ever was holding
night after night the misty moorlands. And, men know not ever whither
workers of hell-runes wander to and fro. Thus the foe of mankind,
the terrible and lonesome traveller, often he did them even greater
despite. And he took up his dwelling in the treasure-decked Hall of
Hart in the dark night, nor could he come near the throne the treasure
of God, nor did he know His love. [9]
And great was the evil to the friend of the Danes, and breakings of
heart. Many a strong one sat in council, and much they discussed what
was best for stout-hearted men to do against the fearful terror. And
sometimes they went vowing at their heathen shrines and offered
sacrifices, and with many words pleaded that the devil himself would
give them his help against this menace to the nation. For such was
their custom, the hope of the heathen. And ever of Hell they thought
in their hearts; the Creator they knew not, the Judge of all deeds,
nor knew they the Lord God, nor could they worship the Protector of
the heavens, the Wielder of glory. Woe be to that man who shall shove
down a soul through hurtful malice into the bosom of the fire, and
who hopes for no help nor for any change--well shall it be with that
one who after his death day shall seek the Lord and desire protection
in the embrace of the Father.
III
So Beowulf, son of Healfdene, ever was brooding over this time-care,
nor could the brave hero avert woe. That conflict was too strong,
loathsome and long, that terrible and dire distress, the greatest of
night-bales which came to the people.
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