bed in the bowers,when that bale was shown, the hall-thaneshate. Seized then by shoulder, shrank not from combat. The poem is more than three thousand lines long;the roots of the story are pagan but are interpreted here by a Christian poet. and clear his cry neath the cliff-rocks gray. So the barrow was plundered, borne off was booty. safely sought, where since she prospered. rich fee mid folk, and fulfilled it so. its edge was famed with the Frisian earls. We Gardena in geardagum, eodcyninga, rym gefrunon, hu a elingas ellen fremedon. by the water had waited and watched afar. bade him fare with the gifts to his folk beloved. for the gleaming blade that its glory fell. with black thoughts welled, as his wont was never. or floor of the flood, let her flee where she will! , the grace of The Wielder! had fled oer far fields, that fierce sprite came. This pack features a poster, powerpoint presentation, planning sheets and more with examples of kenning poetry and the rules of how to write them. the Breaker-of-Rings, as the boon thou askest, as the doughty monarch may deign to give.. His breastplate broad and bright of hues, that battle should break on his breast in vain, And the helmet white that his head protected. choicest of weapons, the well-chased sword. he was now in some hall, he knew not which, nor through the roof could reach him ever. (On their lord beloved they laid no slight. and friendship find in the Fathers arms! Then glad rose the revel; from their wonder-vats wine. they drove through the deep, and Daneland left. went, welling with tears, the wonder to view. threw away and wasted these weeds of battle, Not at all could the king of his comrades-in-arms. Then the bulwark-of-earlsbade bring within. for the slaughters sake, from sight of men. when warriors clashed and we warded our heads. under gold-crown goes where the good pair sit. who, blazing at twilight the barrows haunteth. of treacherous spirits. These great character description posters give adjectives to describe the character Beowulf with dialogue from this well-known text as supporting evidence. Finally is the end of the play, with Beowulfs The fiend made off, but the earl close followed. Twas their custom so. white-haired and old, his earls about him, till the stout thane stood at the shoulder there. None the longer liveth he, loathsome fiend. they had felled with their swords. Lo, now, this sea-booty, son of Healfdene. for a light to lighten the land-dwellers. and each kept watch oer the others weal. his breasts wild billows he banned in vain; burned in his blood. A strait path reached it. foam-necked it floated forth oer the waves. that the earl made known his noble strain. neer heard I a harder neath heavens dome. Oft Scyld the Scefing from squadroned foes. Thro wan night striding, came the walker-in-shadow. Beowulf tells the story of how the monster Grendel terrorises a Danish stronghold until the Swedish Beowulf arrives. That guardian of gold he should grapple not, urged we. Then bethought him the hardy Hygelac-thane. Its edge was turned, brown blade, on the bone, and bit more feebly, in his baleful stress. Sore was the sorrow to Scyldings-friend. from Grendels mother, and gained my life. that Freawarus thane, for his fathers deed. and watched on the water worm-like things. Sage this seems to the Scyldings-friend, when men are slain, does the murder-spear sink. lay felled in fight, nor, fain of its treasure. Seek if thou dare! shall win that wealth, or war shall seize. that battle-hand bloody from baneful foe. that forest-wood against fire were worthless. that fated-ones flesh: to floor she sank. I then in the waters tis widely known . Lo, erst from thee, brave men brought it! the hero, far-hidden;no harp resounds. THE fall of his lord he was fain to requite, friend to the friendless, and forces sent. nor harness of mail, whom that horror seized. inside the stockade: stumbling in fury, battle-sark, bore neath the barrows roof. One of the most famous Anglo-Saxon short stories is "Beowulf," a epic poem that tells the story of a hero named Beowulf who fights and defeats a monster named Grendel and his mother. the while he had joy of his jewels and burg. and I fought with that brand. Nor was Beowulf there; after giving of gold, for the Geat renowned. Wyrd they knew not, They bared the bench-boards; abroad they spread, in danger of doom lay down in the hall. Nor did the creature keep him waiting but struck stealthily shooting the shafts from his bow! Now saw from the cliff a Scylding clansman. make pact of peace, or compound for gold: great fee for the feud from his fiendish hands. with bright-gold helmet, breastplate, and ring. or 'scop' (pronounced 'shop'). Every bone in his body that men their master-friend mightily laud. Now day was fled, as the worm had wished. she proffered the warriors. Slack and shiftless the strong men deemed him, to the warrior honored, for all his woes. Through slaughter-reek strode he to succor his chieftain, his battle-helm bore, and brief words spake:, that while life should last thou wouldst let no wise, atheling steadfast, with all thy strength, shield thy life! things as he would have seen around him in England every day. Wille ic asecgan sunu Healfdenes, If your lord and master, the most renowned: 345: mrum eodne, min rende, Son of Halfdane, will hear me out: aldre inum, gif he us geunnan wile: And graciously allow me to greet him in person, t we hine swa godne gretan moton. of sorrow, the death of her son to avenge. Now in their shame their shields they carried. His death in 2013 prompted tributes from across the world. sought him oer seas, the sons of Ohtere. In the grave on the hill a hoard it guarded. long feud with his folk. Too few the heroes. roared oer the hillock:heads all were melted. We have 6 different worksheets to choose from in this activity. Beowulf is my name. at his sovrans shoulder, shieldsman good. high oer the hoard, of handiwork noblest. Then she turned to the seat where her sons were placed. Soon he was swimming who safe saw in combat. blow nerved by hate. he was better esteemed, that blade possessing. where safe and sound we sentried the hall. He was desperate to flee to his den and hide Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings, in fame with all folk, since his father had gone. to the son of Ecglaf, the sword bade him take. What the Poem says about its Hero. The land thou knowst not. with heavier hand-gripe; at heart he feared. for comfort and help: so he conquered the foe. where he lay on the bed, he was bearing in asleep after feasting and fearless of sorrow, thirty of the thanes, and thence he rushed. in the courts no wassail, as once was heard. gold-decked maid, to the glad son of Froda. what manner of sojourn the Sea-Geats made. to the high-built hall, those hardy-minded. gear of the breast, and that gorgeous ring; after gripe of battle, from Geatlands lord. by that doomed one dyed, who in den of the moor. But battle-death seized. the battle-helm high, and breastplate gray, that its story be straightway said to thee. brilliantly broidered; so bright its gleam, and viewed all these vessels. with the devils litter, for in all his days The worlds great candle. His encounters show he is the strongest and most able fighter Hrethric and Hrothmund, with heroes bairns. Thanes are friendly, the throng obedient. For all that hegave me, my gleaming sword, repaid him at war, such power I wielded, . when they heard the horn of Hygelac sound. A greater neer saw I, of warriors in world than is one of you, . Image till they got them sight of the Geatish cliffs. Soon spied by the wall that warrior chief. for their heros passing his hearth-companions: to his kin the kindest, keenest for praise. his good wife rescued, though robbed of her gold, Then he followed his foes, who fled before him. so poisoned the hell-sprite who perished within there. keening his wound. When the dragon awoke, new woe was kindled. Your KS2 students will also be able to have a go creating one themselves.  They bent them to march, the boat lay still, broad-bosomed ship. survived the onslaught and kept standing: the proud ones prowess, would prove it no longer. a broad-flung band; nor the battle feared he. on the slaughter-bed sleeps by the serpents deed! wise in his thought, to the wall of rock; then sat, and stared at the structure of giants, Yet here must the hand of the henchman peerless. and the storm of their strife, were seen afar. 'Beowulf' is the only surviving complete Anglo-Saxon heroic poem. At their heads they set their shields of war. what fate might come, and I cared for mine own; From the Ruler-of-Man no wrath shall seize me. for strength of old struggles, now stricken with age. The poem is set in Scandinavia. Beowulf, a hero of the Geats, comes to the aid of Hrogar, the king of the Danes, whose mead hall in Heorot has been under attack by a monster known as Grendel. After Beowulf slays him, Grendels mother attacks the hall and is then also defeated. THUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdene, with the woe of these days; not wisest men. FREE short summaries for all! Beowulf is an Old English epic poem with more than 3,000 lines. This is one of the most translated and most important works of Old English literature about a warrior Beowulf who fought and defeated Grendel, who was terrorizing Denmark. A long time ago, the Spear-Danes and their kings were a powerful people. Then the barrows keeper. For Wyrd hath swept them, This word was the last which the wise old man, of balefire he chose. Warden of treasure. have I heard men tell such terror of falchions, with bloody brand, I boast not of it! which masters his might, and the murderer nears. Should Frisian, moreover, with foemans taunt. by spear be seized, by sword-grim battle. Not first time this, For he bore not in mind, the bairn of Ecglaf. Then an extraordinary their mail and weapons: the men pushed off. The hall clattered and hammered, but somehow Beowulf is one of the oldest epic poems and is still taught today because it features all of these elements, making it the ideal focus of detailed literature study in KS2. Vikings Activity Pack 5.0 (8 reviews) FREE Resource! stalwart and stately. Bloody the blade: he was blithe of his deed. story is not set in England, the poet described the lives of loved ones. Beowulf spake, sage and sad, as he stared at the gold. assuaged his sorrow; too sore the anguish. Title: Beowulf An Anglo-Saxon Epic Poem, Translated From The Heyne-Socin Text by Lesslie Hall Author: Release Date: July 19, 2005 [EBook #16328] Language: English Character set and lending thee might when thou lackest men. too long, too loathsome. Twas a lord unpeered. to high-seat hastened and Hrothgar greeted. The morning sun. Although the that bark like a bird with breast of foam, anchored their sea-wood, with armor clashing. Flung then the fierce one, filled with wrath. who was slain by the sword-edge, son of Ohtere, battle-gear brave: though a brothers child. the gold-friend of men. NATIONAL POETRY DAY TOOLKIT 2. chant their dirge, and their chieftain honor. robbed them of life and a liegemans joys. the wonder to witness. with swine-forms set it, that swords nowise. the howl of the loser, the lament of the hell-serf Fast flowed the tears, he had chances twain, but he clung to this,. on the breast of the bark their bright array. and shame. Thence Beowulf fled. Thence Beowulf fled. of lief and of loath, who long time here. under vault of heaven, more valiant found. So the Ring-Danes these half-years a hundred I ruled, wielded neath welkin, and warded them bravely, from spear and sword, till it seemed for me. And ever since. for my nerve and my might they knew full well. through wave-whirl win: twas wound with chains. Straight to the strand his steed he rode. the whole night through to that hard-pressed throng: some with the morrow his sword should kill. In this activity your KS2 class will focus on adding the inverted commas or speech marks to complete the passage. Fingers were bursting, that doomed him now with the dragon to strive. at all to choose for their chief and king, for hoard-guard of heroes, if hold thou wilt, thy kinsmans kingdom! High oer his head they hoist the standard. KS2 Beowulf PowerPoint Pack. The dragon they cast. nor grudged she gifts to the Geatish men. shall rest after revel. For him the keen-souled kinsman of Hygelac. or endure those deeps,for the dragons flame. oer the paths of ocean, people of Geatland; and the stateliest there by his sturdy band, have speech at will: nor spurn their prayer. Under mountain stream. Now it passed into power of the peoples king. I heard, too, the necklace to Hygd he presented, wonder-wrought treasure, which Wealhtheow gave him. need to register. that I wanted for nought in the wage I gained. for glory of prowess: my guerdon he pledged. though not without danger. Famed was this Beowulf: far flew the boast of him. a God-cursed scream and strain of catastrophe, held safe and sound, when, seared with crime. Themselves had seen me from slaughter come. To the good old man, and embittered the Lord. who war would wage me with warriors-friends, and threat me with horrors. bold and battle-grim, brandished the sword, reckless of life, and so wrathfully smote. was fated to fall in the Frisian slaughter. that sin-flecked being. till Hrethelings fought in the fenced town. surviving complete Anglo-Saxon heroic poem. Long-tried king. of the sweets of the world! utterly lifeless, eaten up wail arose, and bewildering fear to pierce the monster with point of sword, with blade of battle: huge beast of the sea. in haste shall oerwhelm, thou hero of war! (as the wealthy do) when he went from earth. Found on the sand there, stretched at rest, their lifeless lord, who had lavished rings, had dawned on the doughty-one; death had seized. Then the woven gold on a wain was laden . Of force in fight no feebler I count me. Let us set out in haste now, the second time. that lordly building, and long it bode so. in danger of life, to the dragons hoard. on the breast of the boat, the breaker-of-rings, by the mast the mighty one. Few words he spake: Now hold thou, earth, since heroes may not, what earls have owned! that him no blade of the brave could touch. the bone-frame bit, drank blood in streams. from that merry journey, and many a youth. The captain of evil discovered himself that there in the court the clansmens refuge. his bairn and his bride: so he bent him again, old, to his earth-walls. docx, 25.38 KB. his days on earth, and the dragon with him, though long it had watched oer the wealth of the hoard! This is the epic legend of Beowulf's battle Then was song and glee. steel-edged and stiff. A stout wave-walker. She was doomed to dwell in the dreary waters. after havoc of heroes, those hardy Scyldings? But Naeglingwas shivered. Stoutly stood with his shield high-raised, Now, spire by spire, fast sped and glided. no farest of falchions fashioned on earth. Though well he wished it, in world no more, could he barrier life for that leader-of-battles. braced with the best of blacksmiths work Its watcher had killed, oft ends his life, when the earl no longer. that the frame of his body failed him now. The burg was reddened. Beowulf By Unknown Hwt. death-shadow dark, and dogged them still. the ruthless, in running! stole with it away, while the watcher slept, by thievish wiles: for the wardens wrath. my strength had been lost had the Lord not shielded me. Oft Scyld Scefing sceaena reatum, monegum mgum, meodosetla ofteah, egsode eorlas. to watch, many-wintered: nor wins he thereby! For that grim strife gave the Geatish lord, in land and linked rings; nor at less price reckoned. His nephew was ever. Promised is she. when once had been traced the trail of the fiend. he was fated to finish this fleeting life. Then he bade them bear him the boar-head standard. was eager for battle. cheered the young clansmen, clasps of gold, to earls in turn, the ale-cup tendered, . the high battle-helmet, the haughty spear, the corselet of rings. A new translation of Beowulf brings out the epics feminist power. that such a pair they have sometimes seen. had followed their trail with faithful band. and the killing of clansmen; that cup of price. The shield protected. and gaze on that hoard neath the hoary rock. to succor and save, thou hast sought us here. his fall there was fated. comrades of war: I should carry no weapon. Then they bore him over to oceans billow. in wisdoms words, that her will was granted, that at last on a hero her hope could lean, This was my thought, when my thanes and I, that I would work the will of your people, of this life of mine in the mead-hall here., Beowulfs battle-boast. Thy keen mind pleases me. haughty Healfdene, who held through life. in ten days time their toil had raised it, the battle-braves beacon. Life would have ended for Ecgtheows son. and made our boast, we were merely boys. came bright Gods beacon; the billows sank, And so it came that I killed with my sword, nine of the nicors. Savage and burning, the barrow he circled. through width of the world by wise men all. of that foul worm first came forth from the cave. nor adrift on the deep a more desolate man! The smoke by the sky was devoured. Thus had the dread-one by daring achieved. Then Beowulf bade them bear the treasure. Winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1995 and Professor of Poetry at Oxford and Harvard universities, Seamus Heaney is perhaps the bestknown and most celebrated poet of the last fifty years. A twelve lesson scheme of work on Beowulf. gave him to ocean. through strength of himself and his swimming power, though alone, and his arms were laden with thirty, their craft of contest, who carried against him. the flight for safety, essay it who will! hoard-guard for heroes, that hard fight repaid, with steeds and treasures contemned by none. of wandering death-sprite. by illness or iron, thine elder and lord. more graciously gathered round giver-of-rings! in that waste of waters the Wielder paid them. Swift on the billows, with boar-spears well. with loathing deed, though he loved him not. Corselets glistened, hand-forged, hard; on their harness bright, the steel ring sang, as they strode along. THEN the baleful fiend its fire belched out, and bright homes burned. all burned, bright blade, when the blood gushed oer it, battle-sweat hot; but the hilt I brought back, from my foes. The second is a summary with quotes from the scene where Beowulf meets Grendel. whom she killed on his couch, a clansman famous. No light thing that. in the birth of her bairn. This verse I have said for thee. and mark the trail of the mother of Grendel. for the last time greeting his liegemen dear. docx, 218.68 KB. and my blood-covered body hell bear as prey. who could brighten and burnish the battle-mask; and those weeds of war that were wont to brave, no glee-woods gladness! his track to retrace; he was troubled by doubt. Forlorn he looks on the lodge of his son. when of these doings he deigned to speak. and neer could the princeapproach his throne. Not late the respite; firm in his guilt, of the feud and crime. in the stone-barrow steep. Thus safe through struggles the son of Ecgtheow. shall I prove him the prowess and pride of the Geats, ether-robed sun from the south shall beam!. himself to pleasure; a sea-boat he loaded. water neath welkin, with war-blood stained. and gorged on him in lumps, leaving the body manacled tight by the man who of all men could you dissuade, from swimming the main. Was this hero so dear to him. Each lesson involves close language analysis, creative writing activities, historical context research and lots of knowledge retrieval quizzes & tier 2/3 vocabulary. Twas granted me, though. and sea-snakes and monsters. Straightway the feud with feeI settled. Now the wrath of the sea-fish rose apace; yet me gainst the monsters my mailed coat, garnished with gold. and pact of peace. earl far-honored, this heirloom precious, seek doom of glory, or Death shall take me., closed oer the hero. Himself who chose us. The hand lies low. venture to vaunt, though the Victory-Wielder, could serve him in struggle; yet shift I made, Its strength ever waned, when with weapon I struck, that fatal foe, and the fire less strongly, flowed from its head. his life will I give, though it lie in my power. in the doom of their lord, to a dreadful end. sea-dragons strange that sounded the deep, and nicors that lay on the ledge of the ness , on the road-of-sails their ruthless quest, . I wot not whither, Grendel in grimmest grasp thou killedst, , so that many a thane shall think, who eer. at broad-gold and rings. The latching power Then the haven-of-heroes, Healfdenes son. Then farther he hied; for the hero reclining, who clutched it boldly. they set their bucklers, their broad shields, down. It was written in the 8th century by an Anglo-Saxon minstrel lord of the Geats, against the loathed-one; felt fear of his foe, though fierce their mood. had purged it anew. straightway thither; his steed then turned, Tis time that I fare from you. as, awhile ago, I promised; thou shalt prove a stay in future, to the heroes a help. unless the burning embrace of a fire where foemen fought with furious clashings, that broke from the barrow. Almighty they knew not, to fiery embraces; nor favor nor change. where sons of the Frisians were sure to be. her life-days left and this lapsing world. And beside him is stretched that slayer-of-men, with knife-wounds sick:no sword availed, oer friend and foe. And little they mourned. (KS3) You are welcome in our land but you have come at a sad time. Such held themselves, Thus ruled unrighteous and raged his fill. Then the warrior was ware of that wolf-of-the-deep. but struck suddenly and started in; Bright with gold. through strength of their misery moaned they, their masters death. een feet and hands. For shelter he gave them, sword-death came. Let the bier, soon made, that owned their homesteads, hither to bring, firewood from far oer the folk they ruled , for the famed-ones funeral. across Scandinavia: The poem is important The gray-haired Scylding. Heorogar was dead. and the gleam of it lightened oer lands afar. To his friends no wise, could that earl give treasure! Now, the son of a certain slaughtering Dane, joys in the killing, and carries the jewel. was seen of the serpent: the sword had taen him. those warriors wake; but the wan-hued raven, fain oer the fallen, his feast shall praise, and boast to the eagle how bravely he ate, when he and the wolf were wasting the slain.. A glove hung by him, Twere long to relate how that land-destroyer, yet there, my prince, this people of thine, but there staid behind him his stronger hand. From his bosom fled. Too closely held him. to the youthful thane: bade him use them in joy. Arrived was the hour, Neer heard I of host in haughtier throng. Ill fared his feud, and far was he driven. Thou hast brought it about that both our peoples. Be glad at banquet. Love of mine will I assure thee. Hall-folk fail me, my warriors wane; for Wyrd hath swept them. Beowulf spake, his breastplate gleamed, have I gained in youth! but briefest while, though the bride be fair! With thrust of my sword, Nowise had they bliss from their booty then. the two contenders crashed through the building. Not with the sword, then, to sleep of death. who waited with Hrothgar, watching the flood. but for pressure of peril, some princes thane. broke through the breast-hoard. young men together: the Geat, too, sat there. The bold king again, had mind of his glory: with might his glaive. where Hygd made him offer of hoard and realm, the strength of her son to save their kingdom. he had never been clamped or cornered like this. yet neer in his life-day, late or early. then edge of the sword must seal his doom. the fiend in his trappings tottered to fall! to his bright-built burg the Brisings necklace. Now gift of treasure and girding of sword, shall lose and leave, when lords highborn. that safe and sound they could see him again. with waves of blood from his breast that welled. it spareth no mortal his splendid might. in the den of the dragon, the dawn-flier old: each human wight: let him hide it who will! when for pride the pair of you proved the floods. But I pass from that. Lord of Scyldings, weve lustily brought thee. and the Dragon. ward of his folk, that, though few his years. worthied by weapons, if witness his features, his peerless presence! Born near the borders between Northern Ireland and Eire, Heaney has also written about the Troubles, sometimes obliquely in his bog poems; sometimes more directly in elegies to victims of the conflict. against harassing terror to try their hand. and leal in love to the lord of warriors. THEN sank they to sleep. We are under attack! . and widespread ways. in the doom of the Lord whom death shall take. but forbears to boast oer this battling-flyer. | of that grim-souled fiend, the foe of God. Their practice this, their heathen hope; twas Hell they thought of. the gem gleamed bright on the breast of the queen. An important reading comprehension skill within KS2 is for pupils to infer characters' thoughts and feelings through an author's use of dialogue. methinks, of our liking; their leader most surely, a hero that hither his henchmen has led.. urged us to glory, and gave these treasures, because he counted us keen with the spear, and hardy neath helm, though this hero-work, who hath got him glory greater than all men, that our noble master has need of the might, the hero to help while the heat is about him. where to send your competition resource pack if you are eligible to take part in the competition. His boon was granted. we have heard, and what honor the athelings won! and bowed them to bench: the breastplates clanged. downfall of demons; up-dove through the flood. They were clansmen good. Not reckless of promise, the rings he dealt. mens gladness he gave up and Gods light chose. How to Write a Kenning Poem || Kennings Poetry Explained for KS2 Twinkl Teaches KS2 8.03K subscribers Subscribe 36 12K views 2 years ago English & SPaG Confused about kenning poems? Notice how the size of Beowulfs challenge is highlighted by the way we see Grendel simply devour another warrior at the start of this section. as well as the giants that warred with God. thanes huge treasure, than those had done. I knew him of yore in his youthful days; fares hither to seek the steadfast friend. | in pledge of grace, the pride of his home. what time, in his daring, dangers he sought. Who is the original author of Beowulf? It was written in England some time between the 8th and the early 11th century. The author was an anonymous Anglo-Saxon poet, referred to by scholars as the Beowulf poet. Was Beowulf written by a man? among races of men, this refuge-of-warriors, grew slack in battle. gold-decked bride, to the brave young prince, oer the fallow flood at her fathers bidding. when the ruler of Geats in rush of battle, by brands down-beaten. doomed mens fighting-gear. Din filled the room; the Danes were bereft. Everyone felt it brandished in battle, could bite that helm. From his neck he unclasped the collar of gold. THAT way he went with no will of his own. That was proudest of feasts; flowed wine for the warriors. I will reward thee, for waging this fight, with winding gold, if thou winnest back.. far and wide oer folksteads many. he grabbed and mauled a man on his bench, slain by the sword: at the slaughter they fell. Men of my folk for that feud had vengeance. and bade that ye build, when he breathed no more.