- hwyrfeð geneahhe, swifeð me
geond sweartne. Saga hwæt ic hatte, þe ic
lifgende lond
reafige ond æfter deaþe
dryhtum þeowige. I
travel by foot, trample...
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brimes ond
beames on bla**** hrægle; sume wæron
hwite hyrste mine, þa mec
lifgende lyft upp ahof, wind of wæge, siþþan wide bær ofer seolhbaþo. Saga hwæt...