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id: 16328
title: Beowulf: An Anglo-Saxon Epic Poem
author: nan
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  _Hrothgar, king of the Danes, or Scyldings, builds a great mead-hall, or _Over sea, a day''s voyage off, Beowulf, of the Geats, nephew of Higelac, king of the Geats, hears of Grendel''s doings and of Hrothgar''s misery. Hrothgar''s bedtime comes he leaves the hall in charge of Beowulf, telling ~Ecgtheow~.--Father of Beowulf, the hero of the poem. falls in battle with the Danes, Ingeld, his son, marries Hrothgar''s ~Heort~, ~Heorot~.--The great mead-hall which King Hrothgar builds. ~Hrothgar~.--The Danish king who built the hall Heort, but was long unable ~Hygelac~, ~Higelac~.--King of the Geats, uncle and liegelord of Beowulf, Lends Beowulf his sword when he goes to look for Grendel''s mother. {Beowulf, the Geat, hero of the poem, hears of Hrothgar''s sorrow, and read: _The firm and hand-locked war-burnie shone, bright ring-mail, 5 Of Beowulf brandished his battle-sword old, {Beowulf suspends Grendel''s hand and arm in Heorot.} With battle-swords beaten; thence Beowulf came then


id: 20431
title: The Tale of Beowulf, Sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats
author: nan
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  Hrothgar Beowulf, the son of Ecgtheow, a thane of King Hygelac of the Soon comes Grendel to the hall, and slays a man of the Geats, hight Therefore he turns on the folk, and wars on them, and burns Beowulf''s who comes forth, and the battle begins: Beowulf''s sword will not bite on Save the share of the folk and the life-days of men. Unto any of men of the main-host of Dane-folk Good midst of the Geat-folk; of Grendel''s deeds heard he. The warrior in war-gear: no hall-man, so ween I, To the lord of the Dane-folk: naught dark shall it be, E''en there in the war-hall the folk of the Geats Thy war-fame unto men as the mind of thee whetteth. This high hall of the Dane-folk, save now unto thee. By that gold then shall wot the lord of the Geat-folk, To the lord of the Geat-folk, a life-fateful war.


id: 5164
title: The Beetle: A Mystery
author: Marsh, Richard
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  through Paul Lessingham''s window like a thief, I still had not the The room door was open, and Mr Lessingham was standing with the handle between the sheets, his head resting on his hand, his eyes blazing like Marjorie Lindon!--for his dear love!--it shall come to pass that she ''Sure?--I never enter a place like this, where a man is matching When a man makes a speech like Lessingham''s any No really old man could have had eyes like that. That was a nice thing to happen to a man of my sort at my time of life. ''I, also, like to know where I stand.--Lessingham, I am aware, and you looked to me like a man who had very little life left in him. come upon an open window in an apparently empty house, and, thinking of don''t like the looks of you, and so I''ll let you know.


id: 981
title: Beowulf
author: nan
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  heroes in haste, till the hall they saw, "Hither have fared to thee far-come men hardy hero, as heart shall prompt thee." an earl''s brave deed, or end the days this noble Dane-Hall, till now to thee. battle-death seized, in the banquet-hall, gold-hall of men, he gladly discerned, such hardy heroes, such hall-thanes, found! hardy-hearted heroes of war, ''twas the battle-seat of the best of kings, hoard-guard for heroes, that hard fight repaid at the Scylding lord''s feet sat: men had faith in his spirit, gold-friend of men; to the Geats here speak mighty Lord, for the man''s brave words. to bear to the gold-hall Grendel''s head. in haste shall o''erwhelm, thou hero of war! more of thy love, O lord of men, by spear be seized, by sword-grim battle, sons of the Geat and Spear-Dane folk, by day and by night, till death''s fell wave broken in battle was Beowulf''s sword,


id: 32726
title: Death of a B.E.M.
author: Livingston, Berkeley
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  Hiah-Leugh was having his eyeballs massaged. The four-headed slave, one of the giants Hiah-Leugh''s tribe had eight eyeballs of Hiah-Leugh at one and the same time. for the massage the giants of the planet would all live in peace. regret of Hiah-Leugh that the giants did not have eight arms. "I think there''s a picnic scheduled for today, dear," Hiah-Leugh said. child," Hiah-Leugh said. "Y''know, Hiah," she said as she uncrossed her eyes, "I have an for a five-headed giant, despite Hiah-Leugh''s insistence there were no "The situation is this," Hiah-Leugh said in opening the meeting, "we which Zmilch labored stood the drawing board of Jack Gangreneyellow, _imagine_ a monster, have a man and woman placed in peril by the At the other''s words, Zmilch turned all the way, got up from men realized, the most terrible _things_ they had ever imagined. "Ohh, you nasty humans," Hiah-Leugh said.


id: 50742
title: The Story of Beowulf, Translated from Anglo-Saxon into Modern English Prose
author: nan
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  Then the thane of Hygelac, [10] the good man of the Geats, [11] [13] held life ward, bright and battle-hard and adorned with gold, a people of the Geats, and the eldest the warriors call Beowulf. There sat the good man Beowulf of the Geats, Beowulf spake, the son of Ecgtheow: ''Sorrow not, O wise man. bold of deed and honoured by Fate, this battle-dear warrior went into Beowulf the Atheling, of good worth to the Danes, went up to the dais Beowulf answered, the son of Ecgtheow: ''O Lord Hygelac, it is well And Beowulf, son of Ecgtheow, so famous in warfare and in good deeds, warriors of the Geats looked not upon him as a good man, nor did the man Beowulf, the warrior King, the Lord of the Weder-Goths, had died [16] Hygelac, King of the Geats at the time, and uncle of Beowulf.


id: 42324
title: Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus
author: Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft
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  From this time a new spirit of life animated the decaying frame of the back to my thoughts my father, Elizabeth, and all those scenes of home "She is innocent, my Elizabeth," said I, "and that shall be proved; fear "When I reflect, my dear cousin," said she, "on the miserable death of tears from the eyes of his amiable companion, of which the old man took "The old man had, in the mean time, been pensive; but, on the appearance different feelings; wiping a few tears from her lovely eyes, she held man appeared enraptured, and said some words, which Agatha endeavoured old man, and the lively conversation of the loved Felix, were not for "Several changes, in the mean time, took place in the cottage. If this journey had taken place during my days of study and happiness, with all that affection which a man feels, who in the decline of life,


