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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maerdwyn" data-source="post: 2627708" data-attributes="member: 835">At last Hrothgar rises, and holds up one hand.  He speaks in a surprisingly young voice, in verse, almost singing to his men:"I knew him of yore in his youthful days; his aged father was Ecgtheow named, to whom, at home, gave Hrethel the Göt his only daughter. Their offspring bold fares here to seek the steadfast friend. And seamen, too, have said me this, -- who carried my gifts to the Götish court, here for thanks, -- he has fifteen men's heft of grasp in the gripe of his hand, the bold-in-battle. Great Ing has carried themto Danes of the West, as I ween indeed, against horror of Grendel. I hope to give the bold mem gold for their gallant thought. I bid them here, clan of kinsmen, to come before me; and add this word, -- They are welcome guests to folk of the Dane!"Loud, if perhaps slightly unenthusiastic cheers greet the end of Hrothgar's song, and the warriors pour from the sides of the hall, and begin clasping Beowulf and his men on the shoulders, greeting them formally, and in some few cases, warmly.  Girls carry meat and bread and mead into the room, and a somewhat poorly supplied feast is begun.  As Beowulf had guessed before, Hrothgar takes Beowulf aside quickly, and speaks to him throughout the night - the two receive some dark looks from Hrothgar's thegns, but nothing comes of them.  The rest of the men have the opportunity to talk with whomever they wish.</blockquote>

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