When I got up this morning

[johan]

there was no Heorot, and Hroðgár was still not even a twinkle in his father's eye. By the time I got to work, the warriors of the Danish court were celebrating the son of Ecgthéow, praising his strength and the day he was born.

I am incredibly moved by this old poem and impressed with Heaney.

Comments

[hanspersson.livejournal.com]

I've read pieces of Beowulf as well as things about it, but I've never read the whole thing. Some day...

[jophan.livejournal.com]

Get Heaney's recording of his own translation. It is moving, beautiful, and easy listening. Really. Ideal mp3 player fodder.

[grubi.livejournal.com]

Seamus! I gotta read that translation. I hear it is, as the kids say, "the bomb."

[jlms.livejournal.com]

I've just transferred it to my ipod and will listen to it on the bus.