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Riddle 17 (Old English)
From The Anglo-Saxon Poetic Records, ed. Krapp and Dobbie, vol. III (1936)
Ic eom mundbora minre heorde,
eodorwirum fæst, innan gefylled
dryhtgestreona. Dægtidum oft
spæte sperebrogan; sped biþ þy mare
fylle minre. Frea þæt bihealdeð,
hu me of hrife fleogað hyldepilas.
Hwilum ic sweartum swelgan onginne
brunum beadowæpnum, bitrum ordum,
eglum attorsperum. Is min innað til,
wombhord wlitig, wloncum deore;
men gemunan þæt me þurh muþ fareð.
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Old English text as in ASPR; hand-keyed e-text via sacred-texts.com.
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Anonymous (Old English). “Riddle 17 (Old English).” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-old-english/88/.
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Anonymous (Old English). “Riddle 17 (Old English).” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-old-english/88/.
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