第 9 节
作者:笑傲网络      更新:2021-02-20 18:47      字数:9322
  liegemen saw her。 Yet a single atheling up she seized fast and firm; as she
  fled   to   the   moor。   He   was   for   Hrothgar   of   heroes   the   dearest;   of   trusty
  vassals     betwixt    the  seas;   whom     she   killed   on   his  couch;    a  clansman
  famous; in battle brave。  Nor was Beowulf there; another house had been
  held   apart;   after   giving   of   gold;   for   the   Geat   renowned。      Uproar   filled
  Heorot;   the   hand   all   had   viewed;   blood…flecked;   she   bore   with   her;   bale
  was returned; dole in the dwellings: 'twas dire exchange where Dane and
  Geat   were   doomed   to   give   the   lives   of   loved   ones。   Long…tried   king;   the
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  hoary hero; at heart was sad when he knew his noble no more lived; and
  dead indeed was his dearest thane。 To his bower was Beowulf brought in
  haste; dauntless victor。 As daylight broke; along with his earls the atheling
  lord; with his clansmen; came where the king abode waiting to see if the
  Wielder…of…All would turn this tale of trouble and woe。 Strode o'er floor
  the   famed…in…strife;   with   his   hand…companions;      the   hall   resounded;
  wishing to greet the  wise old king;  Ingwines' lord; he  asked if the  night
  had passed in peace to the prince's mind。
  '1' They had laid their arms on the benches near where they slept。
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  XX
  HROTHGAR   spake;   helmet…of…Scyldings:      〃Ask   not   of   pleasure!
  Pain is renewed to Danish folk。 Dead is Aeschere; of Yrmenlaf the elder
  brother; my sage adviser and stay in council; shoulder…comrade in stress of
  fight when warriors clashed and we warded our heads; hewed the helm…
  boars;   hero   famed   should   be   every   earl   as   Aeschere   was!   But   here   in
  Heorot     a   hand    hath   slain  him    of  wandering      death…sprite。     I  wot   not
  whither;'1' proud of the prey; her path she took; fain of her fill。 The feud
  she   avenged   that   yesternight;   unyieldingly;   Grendel   in   grimmest   grasp
  thou    killedst;     seeing   how    long   these   liegemen     mine   he   ruined   and
  ravaged。 Reft of life; in arms he fell。 Now another comes; keen and cruel;
  her kin to avenge; faring far in feud of blood: so that many a thane shall
  think; who e'er sorrows in soul for that sharer of rings; this is hardest of
  heart…bales。 The hand lies low that once was willing each wish to please。
  Land…dwellers   here'2'   and   liegemen   mine;   who   house   by   those   parts;   I
  have   heard     relate  that   such   a  pair  they   have   sometimes      seen;   march…
  stalkers   mighty   the   moorland   haunting;   wandering   spirits:   one   of   them
  seemed;   so   far   as   my   folk   could   fairly   judge;   of   womankind;   and   one;
  accursed; in man's guise trod the misery…track of exile; though huger than
  human bulk。 Grendel in days long gone they named him; folk of the land;
  his    father   they   knew    not;   nor   any   brood    that   was    born   to   him   of
  treacherous   spirits。   Untrod   is   their   home;   by   wolf…cliffs   haunt   they   and
  windy headlands; fenways fearful; where flows the stream from mountains
  gliding to gloom  of   the  rocks;  underground   flood。  Not   far  is it hence   in
  measure of miles that the mere expands; and o'er it the frost…bound forest
  hanging; sturdily rooted; shadows the wave。 By night is a wonder weird to
  see; fire on the waters。 So wise lived none of the sons of men; to search
  those depths! Nay; though the heath…rover; harried by dogs; the horn…proud
  hart; this holt should seek; long distance driven; his dear life first on the
  brink   he   yields   ere   he   brave   the   plunge   to   hide   his   head:   'tis   no   happy
  place! Thence the welter of waters washes up wan to welkin when winds
  bestir evil storms; and air grows dusk; and the heavens weep。 Now is help
  once more with thee alone! The land thou knowst not; place of fear; where
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  thou   findest   out   that   sin…flecked   being。   Seek   if   thou   dare!   I   will   reward
  thee;    for  waging      this  fight;   with   ancient    treasure;    as  erst   I  did;  with
  winding gold; if thou winnest back。〃
  '1'   He   surmises   presently   where   she   is。   '2'   The   connection   is   not
  difficult。 The words of mourning; of acute grief; are said; and according to
  Germanic sequence of thought; inexorable here; the next and only topic is
  revenge。 But is it possible? Hrothgar leads up to his appeal and promise
  with     a  skillful   and    often   effective     description     of   the   horrors    which
  surround the monster's home and await the attempt of an avenging foe。
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  XXI
  BEOWULF spake; bairn of Ecgtheow: 〃Sorrow not; sage! It beseems
  us   better   friends   to   avenge   than   fruitlessly   mourn   them。   Each   of   us   all
  must his end abide in the ways of the world; so win who may glory ere
  death! When his days are told; that is the warrior's worthiest doom。 Rise;
  O    realm…warder!      Ride   we    anon;   and   mark    the  trail  of  the  mother    of
  Grendel。 No harbor shall hide her  heed my promise!  enfolding of field
  or forested mountain or floor of the flood; let her flee where she will! But
  thou this day endure in patience; as I ween thou wilt; thy woes each one。〃
  Leaped   up   the   graybeard:   God   he   thanked;   mighty   Lord;   for   the   man's
  brave words。 For Hrothgar soon a horse was saddled wave…maned steed。
  The sovran wise stately rode on; his shield…armed men followed in force。
  The footprints led along the woodland; widely seen; a path o'er the plain;
  where she passed; and trod the murky moor; of men…at…arms she bore the
  bravest and best one; dead; him who with Hrothgar the homestead ruled。
  On   then   went   the   atheling…born   o'er   stone…cliffs   steep   and   strait   defiles;
  narrow passes and unknown ways; headlands sheer; and the haunts of the
  Nicors。 Foremost he'1' fared; a few at his side of the wiser men; the ways
  to scan;   till   he   found in   a   flash the   forested   hill   hanging   over  the   hoary
  rock;   a   woful   wood:   the   waves   below   were   dyed   in   blood。   The   Danish
  men had sorrow of soul; and for Scyldings all; for many a hero; 'twas hard
  to bear; ill for earls; when Aeschere's head they found by the flood on the
  foreland there。 Waves were welling; the warriors saw; hot with blood; but
  the horn sang oft battle…song bold。 The band sat down; and watched on the
  water   worm…like   things;   sea…dragons   strange   that   sounded   the   deep;   and
  nicors that lay on the ledge of the ness  such as oft essay at hour of morn
  on the road…of…sails their ruthless   quest;  and sea…snakes and   monsters。
  These started away; swollen and savage that song to hear; that war…horn's
  blast。  The   warden   of   Geats;   with   bolt   from   bow;   then   balked   of   life;   of
  wave…work; one monster; amid its heart went the keen war…shaft; in water
  it seemed less doughty in swimming whom death had seized。 Swift on the
  billows; with boar…spears well hooked and barbed; it was hard beset; done
  to death   and dragged   on the headland; wave…roamer   wondrous。 Warriors
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  viewed      the  grisly   guest。   Then    girt  him   Beowulf      in  martial   mail;   nor
  mourned for his life。 His breastplate broad and bright of hues; woven by
  hand;   should   the   waters   try;   well   could   it   ward   the   warrior's   body   that
  battle should break on his breast in vain nor harm his heart by the hand of
  a foe。 And the helmet white that his head protected was destined to dare
  the deeps of the flood; through wave…whirl win: 'twas wound with chains;
  decked      with   gold;    as  in  days    of   yore   the   weapon…smith       worked     it
  wondrously;   with   swine…forms   set   it;   that   swords   nowise;   brandished   in
  battle;   could   bite   that   helm。   Nor   was   that   the   meanest   of   mighty   helps
  which Hrothgar's orator offered at need: 〃Hrunting〃 they named the hilted
  sword; of old…time heirlooms easily first; iron was its edge; all etched with
  poison; with battle…blood hardened; nor blenched it at fig