Poet
J. Lesslie Hall
1856–1928
English
- 15 Touching Healfdene's leader; the joy-wood was fingered
- 25 Hardy 'neath helmet: "Higelac's mates are we
- 30 Though with cold-blooded cruelty thou killedst thy…
- 70 I ween he will wish, if he win in the struggle
- A son and heir, young in his dwelling
- Bestriding his stallion, the strand-watchman answered
- By cramming discovered. The quarrel she wreaked then
- Forth against foemen. The defender of earls then
- From boasting and bragging of battle-achievements
- Gold-bedecked, youthful, to the glad son of Froda
- Greatest of night-woes. So Higelac's liegeman
- I am able to render counsel to Hrothgar
- Offspring of Ecglaf, off to bear Hrunting
- Oft Scyld the Scefing from scathers in numbers
- The excellent knight from the folk of the Geatmen
- The friend-lord of Danemen, I will ask of thy journey
- The Half-Danish hero, Hnæf of the Scyldings
- The Hoard and the Dragon
- The kindred of Cain crushed with His vengeance
- The men of the Weders made accordingly
- The well-beloved bedmate of the War-Scylfing leader
- Tis time I were faring; Father Almighty
- To behold the hoard 'neath the hoar-grayish stone
- Wielded the Weders. Wide-fleeing outlaws
- {No sword will harm the monster.}
- {Wulfgar invites the strangers in.}