If this battle takes me, send back my mail-shirt, this breast-webbing that Weland fashioned and Hrethel gave me, to Lord Hyglac. Fate goes as fate must” (Lines 187-190).
“The captain of evil discovered himselfin a handgrip harder than anythinghe had ever encountered in any manon the face of the earth.” (Lines 273-276).
“Then Hygelac’s trusty retainer recalledhis bedtime speech, sprang to his feetand got a firm hold” (Lines 281-283).
“Time and again, Beowulf’s warriors worked to defend their lord’s life, laying about them as best they could with their ancestral blades” (Lines 317-320).
“The monster’s wholebody was in pain, a tremendous woundappeared on his shoulder. Sinews split and the bone-lappings burst. Beowulf was grantedthe glory of winning” (Lines 338-342).
“Then morning came and many a warriorgathered, as I’ve heard, around the gift-hall,clan-chiefs flocking from far and neardown wide-ranging roads, wondering greatlyat the monster’s footprints. His fatal departurewas regretted by no-one” (Lines 360-365)