The wine-hall crumbles

Woriað þa winsalo waldend licgað…
Hwar cwom symbla gesestu? Hwær sindon seledreamas?
Eala beorht bune! Eala byrnwiga eala þeodnes þrym…

(The wine-hall crumbles, the walls decay… Where is now the place of feasts? Where are the joys of hall? Alas for the bright cup! Alas for the armed warriors, alas for the might of the nation…)010

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