The Dream of the Rood Flashcards
(156 cards)
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Hwaet, ic swefna cyst secgan wylle
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Listen, I will tell the best of visions,
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Hwaet me gemaette to midre nihte
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that came to me in the middle of the night,
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syðþan reordberend reste wunedon
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when voice - bearers all dwelled in rest.
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Þuhte me þæt ic gesawe syllicre treow
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It seemed to me that I saw a wonderful tree
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on lyft lædan, leohte bewunden,
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lifted in the air, wound round with light,
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beama beorhtost. Eall þæt beacen wæs
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the brightest of beams. That beacon was entirely
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begoten mid golde. Gimmas stodon
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cased in gold; gems stood
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fægere æt foldan sceatum, swylce þær fife wæron
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beautiful at the corners of the earth, likewise there were five
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uppe on þam eaxlgespanne. Beheoldon þær engel dryhtnes ealle
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upon the cross beam. Beheld there all, the angel of the Lord,
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fægere þurh forðgesceaft. Ne wæs ðær huru fracodes gealga,
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beautiful throughout creation. There was certainly no gallows of the wicked;
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ac hine þær beheoldon halige gastas,
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but the holy spirits beheld it there,
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men ofer moldan, ond eall þeos mære gesceaft.
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men over the earth and all this glorious creation.
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Syllic wæs se sigebeam, ond ic synnum fah,
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Wondrous was the victory - tree, and I stained with sins,
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forwunded mid wommum. Geseah ic wuldres treow,
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wounded with guilts. I saw the tree of glory,
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wædum geweorðode, wynnum scinan,
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honoured with garments, shining with joys,
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gegyred mid golde; gimmas hæfdon
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covered with gold; gems had
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bewrigene weorðlice wealdendes treow.
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covered magnificently the Lord’s tree.
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Hwæðre ic þurh þæt gold ongytan meahte
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Nevertheless, I was able to perceive through that gold
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earmra ærgewin,* þæt hit ærest ongan
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the miserable former struggle, so that it first began
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swætan on þa swiðran healfe. Eall ic wæs mid sorgum gedrefed,
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to bleed on the right side. I was all drenched with sorrows.
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forht ic wæs for þære fægran gesyhðe. Geseah ic þæt fuse beacen
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I was frightened by the beautiful vision; I saw that noble beacon
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wendan wædum ond bleom: hwilum hit wæs mid wætan bestemed,
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change its covering and colours: sometimes it was soaked with wetness,
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beswyled mid swates gange, hwilum mid since gegyrwed.
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drenched with streams of blood; sometimes adorned with treasure
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Hwæðre ic þær licgende lange hwile
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Yet as i lay there a long while,
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beheold hreowcearig hælendes treow,
I beheld sad-minded tree of the Saviour
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oððæt ic gehyrde þæt hit hleoðrode.
until I heard it utter a sound;
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Ongan þa word sprecan wudu selesta:
it began to speak words, the best of wood:
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"Þæt wæs geara iu (ic þæt gyta geman)
‘That was very long ago, I remember it still,
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þæt ic wæs aheawen holtes on ende,
that I was cut down from the edge of the wood,
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astyred of stefne minum. Genaman me ðær strange feondas,
ripped up by my roots. They seized me there, strong enemies
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geworhton him þær to wæfersyne, heton me heora wergas hebban.
made me a spectacle for themselves there, commanded me to raiseup their criminals.
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Bæron me ðær beornas on eaxlum, oððæt hie me on beorg asetton.
Men carried me there on their shoulders, until they set me on ahill,
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Gefæstnodon me þær feondas genoge. Geseah ic þa frean mancynnes
enemies enough fastened me there. I saw then the Saviour of mankind
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efstan elne mycle— þæt he me wolde on gestigan.
hasten with great zeal, as if he wanted to climb up on me.
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Þær ic þa ne dorste ofer dryhtnes word
There I did not dare, against the word of the Lord,
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bugan oððe berstan, þa ic bifian geseah
bow or break, when I saw the
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eorðan sceatas. Ealle ic mihte
corners of the earth tremble. All I might have
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feondas gefyllan, hwæðre ic fæste stod.
the enemies felled; even so, I stood fast.
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Ongyrede hine þa geong hæleð— þæt wæs god ælmihtig—
He stripped himselfthen, young hero - that was God almighty -
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strang ond stiðmod. Gestah he on gealgan heanne,
strong and steadfast; he ascended on the high gallows,
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modig on manigra gesyhðe, þa he wolde mancyn lysan.
brave in the sight of many, when he wanted to ransom mankind .
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Bifode ic þa me se beorn ymbclypte. Ne dorste ic hwæðre bugan to eorðan,
I trembled when the warrior embraced me; even then I did notdare to bow to earth,
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feallan to foldan sceatum, ac ic sceolde fæste standan.
fall to the corners of the earth, but I had to stand fast.
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Rod wæs ic aræred. Ahof ic ricne cyning,
I was reared a cross. I raised up the powerful King,
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heofona hlaford. Hyldan me ne dorste.
the Lord of heaven; I did not dare to bend.
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Þurhdrifan hi me mid deorcan næglum— on me syndon þa dolg gesiene,
They pierced me with dark nails; on me are the wounds visible,
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opene inwidhlemmas. Ne dorste ic hira nænigum sceððan.
the open wounds of malice; I did not dare to injure any of them.
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Bysmeredon hie unc butu ætgædere. Eall ic wæs mid blode bestemed,
They mocked us both together. I was all drenched with blood
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begoten of þæs guman sidan, siððan he hæfde his gast onsended.
poured out from that man’s side after he had sent forth hisspirit.
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Feala ic on þam beorge gebiden hæbbe
I have experienced on that hillside many
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wraðra wyrda. Geseah ic weruda god
cruelties of fate. I saw the God of hosts
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þearle þenian. Þystro hæfdon
violently stretched out. Darkness had
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bewrigen mid wolcnum wealdendes hræw,
covered with clouds the rulers corpse.
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scirne sciman, sceadu forð eode,
the gleaming light. Shadows went forth
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wann under wolcnum. Weop eal gesceaft,
dark under the clouds. All creation wept,
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cwiðdon cyninges fyll. Crist wæs on rode.
lamented the King’s fall. Christ was on the cross.
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Hwæðere þær fuse feorran cwoman
Yet there eager ones came from afar
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to þam æðelinge. Ic þæt eall beheold.
to that noble one; I beheld all that.
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Sare ic wæs mid sorgum gedrefed, hnag ic hwæðre þam secgum to handa,
I was all drenched with sorrow; nevertheless I bowed down to the hands of men,
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eaðmod elne mycle. Genamon hie þær ælmihtigne god,
humble, with great eagerness. There they took almighty God,
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ahofon hine of ðam hefian wite. Forleton me þa hilderincas
lifted him from the oppressive torment. The warriors forsook me then,
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standan steame bedrifenne; eall ic wæs mid strælum forwundod.
standing covered with moisture; I was all wounded with arrows.
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Aledon hie ðær limwerigne, gestodon him æt his lices heafdum,
They laid the weary - limbed one down there, they stood at the head of his body,
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beheoldon hie ðær heofenes dryhten, ond he hine ðær hwile reste,
they beheld the Lord of heaven there, and he himself rested there a while,
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meðe æfter ðam miclan gewinne. Ongunnon him þa moldern wyrcan
weary after the great battle. They began to fashion a tomb for him,
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beornas on banan gesyhðe; curfon hie ðæt of beorhtan stane,
warriors in the sight of the slayer; they carved that from bright stone,
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gesetton hie ðæron sigora wealdend. Ongunnon him þa sorhleoð galan
they set the Lord of victories in there. They began to sing the sorrow - song for him,
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earme on þa æfentide. Þa hie woldon eft siðian,
wretched in the evening time; then they wanted again to travel ,
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meðe fram þam mæran þeodne. Reste he ðær mæte weorode.
weary from the glorious Lord. He rested there with little company.
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Hwæðere we ðær greotende gode hwile
Nevertheless, weeping, we there cried there a good while
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stodon on staðole, syððan stefn up gewat
stood in a fixed position, after the voices departed up
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hilderinca. Hræw colode,
of the warriors. The corpse grew cold,
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fæger feorgbold. Þa us man fyllan ongan
the fair life - dwelling. Then men began to fell us
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ealle to eorðan. Þæt wæs egeslic wyrd!
all to the ground: that was a terrible fate.
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Bedealf us man on deopan seaþe. Hwæðre me þær dryhtnes þegnas,
Men buried us in a deep pit; nevertheless the Lord’s thanes,
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freondas gefrunon,
friends, discovered me there,
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gyredon me golde ond seolfre.
adorned me with gold and silver.
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Nu ðu miht gehyran, hæleð min se leofa,
Now you might hear, my beloved hero,
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þæt ic bealuwara weorc gebiden hæbbe,
that I evil-doers work experienced have
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sarra sorga. Is nu sæl cumen
grievous sorrows. Now the time has come
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þæt me weorðiað wide ond side
that I will be honoured far and wide
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menn ofer moldan, ond eall þeos mære gesceaft,
by men over the earth and all this glorious creation;
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gebiddaþ him to þyssum beacne. On me bearn godes
they will pray to this beacon. On me the Son of God
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þrowode hwile. Forþan ic þrymfæst nu
suffered for a while; because of that I am glorious now,
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hlifige under heofenum, ond ic hælan mæg
towering under the heavens, and I am able to heal
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æghwylcne anra, þara þe him bið egesa to me.
each one of those who is in awe of me.
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Iu ic wæs geworden wita heardost,
Formerly I was made the hardest of punishments,
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leodum laðost, ærþan ic him lifes weg
most hateful to the people, before I opened for them,
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rihtne gerymde, reordberendum.
for the voice - bearers, the true way of life.
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Hwæt, me þa geweorðode wuldres ealdor
Listen, the Lord of glory, the Guardian of the kingdom of heaven
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ofer holtwudu†, heofonrices weard,
over the forest of trees, the Kingdom of Heaven's Lord
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swylce swa he his modor eac, Marian sylfe,
just as he his mother also, Mary herself,
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ælmihtig god for ealle menn
almighty God, for all men
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geweorðode ofer eall wifa cynn.
honoured over all woman kind.
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Nu ic þe hate, hæleð min se leofa,
Now I urge you, mybeloved man,
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þæt ðu þas gesyhðe secge mannum,
that you this vision tell to men
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onwreoh wordum þæt hit is wuldres beam,
reveal with words that it is the tree of glory
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se ðe ælmihtig god on þrowode
on which almighty God suffered
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for mancynnes manegum synnum
for mankind’s many sins
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ond Adomes ealdgewyrhtum.
and Adam’s ancient deeds.
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Deað he þær byrigde, hwæðere eft dryhten aras
Death he tasted there; nevertheless, the Lord rose up again
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mid his miclan mihte mannum to helpe.
with his great might to help mankind
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He ða on heofenas astag. Hider eft fundaþ
He ascended into heaven. He will come again
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on þysne middangeard mancynn secan
to this middle - earth to seek mankind
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on domdæge dryhten sylfa,
on doomsday, the Lord himself,
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ælmihtig god, ond his englas mid,
almighty God, and his angels with him,
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þæt he þonne wile deman, se ah domes geweald,
so that he will judge, he who has the power of judgement,
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anra gehwylcum swa he him ærur her
each one of them, for what they themselves are
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on þyssum lænum life geearnaþ.
in this transitory life deserving of.
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Ne mæg þær ænig unforht wesan
Nor may any of them be unafraid there
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for þam worde þe se wealdend cwyð.
because of the words which the Saviour will speak:
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Frineð he for þære mænige hwær se man sie,
he will ask in front of the multitude where the person might be,
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se ðe for dryhtnes naman deaðes wolde
who for the Lord’s name death would
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biteres onbyrigan, swa he ær on ðam beame dyde.
bitterly taste, just as he did on that tree.
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Ac hie þonne forhtiað, ond fea þencaþ
But then they will be fearful and little think
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hwæt hie to Criste cweðan onginnen.
what they might begin to say to Christ.
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Ne þearf ðær þonne ænig anforht wesan
Nor will there be need there for any to be frightened
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þe him ær in breostum bereð beacna selest,
who bear before them in the breast of the best of trees.
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ac ðurh ða rode sceal rice gesecan
as then that rood shall the powerful seek
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of eorðwege æghwylc sawl,
of the earthly path of each soul
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seo þe mid wealdende wunian þenceð."
must seek the kingdom from the earthly way.’
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Gebæd ic me þa to þan beame bliðe mode,
I prayed to the treewith a happy spirit then,
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elne mycle, þær ic ana wæs
with great zeal, there where I was alone
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mæte werede. Wæs modsefa
with little company. My spirit was
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afysed on forðwege, feala ealra gebad
inspired with longing for the way forward; I experienced in all
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langunghwila. Is me nu lifes hyht
many periods of longing. It is now my life’s hope
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þæt ic† þone sigebeam secan mote
that I might seek the tree if victory
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ana oftor þonne ealle men,
alone more often than all men,
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well weorþian. Me is willa to ðam
to honour it well. My desire for that is
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mycel on mode, ond min mundbyrd is
great in my mind, and my hope of protection is
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geriht to þære rode. Nah ic ricra feala
directed to the cross. I do not have many wealthy
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freonda on foldan, ac hie forð heonon
friends on this earth; but they have forward from here,
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gewiton of worulde dreamum, sohton him wuldres cyning,
passed from the joys of this world, sought for themselves theKing of Glory;
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lifiaþ nu on heofenum mid heahfædere,
they live now in the heavens with the High Father,
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wuniaþ on wuldre, ond ic wene me
they dwell in glory. And I myself hope
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daga gehwylce hwænne me dryhtnes rod,
each day for when the Lord’s cross,
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þe ic her on eorðan ær sceawode,
that I looked at here on earth,
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on þysson lænan life gefetige
from this temporary life fetch me
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ond me þonne gebringe þær is blis mycel,
and then bring mewhere there is great bliss
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dream on heofonum, þær is dryhtnes folc
joy in heaven, where the Lord’s people
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geseted to symle, þær is singal blis,
are set to feasting, where there is unceasing bliss;
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ond meþonne asette þær ic syþþan mot
and he will then set me where I might afterwards
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wunian on wuldre, well mid þam halgum
dwell in glory fully with the saints
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dreames brucan. Si me dryhten freond,
to partake of joy. May the Lord be a friend to me,
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se ðe her on eorþan ær þrowode
he who here on earth suffered previously
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on þam gealgtreowe for guman synnum.
on the gallows - tree for the sins of man.
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He us onlysde ond us lif forgeaf,
He redeemed us, and gave us life,
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He redeemed us, and gave us life,
a heavenly home. Hope was renewed
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mid bledum ond mid blisse þam þe þær bryne þolodan.
with dignity and with joy for those who suffered burning there.
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Se sunu wæs sigorfæst on þam siðfate,
The Son was victorious in that undertaking,
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mihtig ond spedig, þa he mid manigeo com,
powerful and successful, when he came with the multitudes,
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gasta weorode, on godes rice,
a host of spirits, into God's kingdom
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anwealda ælmihtig, englum to blisse
the one Ruler almighty, angels of bliss
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ond eallum ðam halgum þam þe on heofonum ær
and all the saints who were in heaven before,
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wunedon on wuldre, þa heora wealdend cwom,
who dwelled in glory, when their Ruler came,
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ælmihtig god, þær his eðel wæs.
almighty God, to where the native land was.
