The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #89222 Message #1681855
Posted By: Alba
28-Feb-06 - 10:31 PM
Thread Name: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
Subject: RE: BS: Unimaginitive and VERY dull thread.
It is as though my people had been given A present. They will wish to capture him If he comes with a troop. We are apart. Wulf is on one isle, I am on another. Fast is that island set among the fens. Murderous are the people who inhabit That island. They will wish to capture him If he comes with a troop. We are apart. Grieved have I for my Wulf with distant longings. Then it was rainy weather, and I sad, When the bold warrior laid his arms about me. I took delight in that and also pain. O Wulf, my Wulf, my longing for your coming Has made me ill, the rareness of your visits, My grieving spirit, not the lack of food. Eadwacer, do you hear me? For a wolf Shall carry to the woods our wretched whelp. Men very easily may put asunder That which was never joined, our song together.
Translation by Richard Hamer... A choice of Anglo Saxon verse