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+ | ===7th single combat: Walther slays Gerwitus (914–940)=== | ||
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+ | |Then Gerwit, vowing to avenge this man, advanced, | ||
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+ | |- | ||
+ | |And borne upon his robust steed, vaulted all the carnage | ||
+ | |915 | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |Which, lying in the way, had blocked the narrow path; | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |And as the warlike man cut through the corpse’s neck, | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |He came and swung a double-bladed ax straight at | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |His face (The Franks in those days had this kind of weapon). | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |The agile man staved off this blow by holding up | ||
+ | |920 | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |His shield, then jumping back he grabbed his trusty spear | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |And dropped his bloody sword there on the blooming sedge. | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |Here then indeed you would see heroes’ fearsome struggles. | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |There was no talking while their warring weapons clashed; | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |Their minds were utterly absorbed in single combat. | ||
+ | |925 | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |One rages to atone for fallen friends by vengeance; | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |One strives with all his effort to defend his life, | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |And to retain, if luck allows, the palm of triumph. | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |Attack and parry: one advances, one retreats; | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |There chance and courage mingle into one endeavor. | ||
+ | |930 | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |The long spear, nonetheless, repelled the man armed with | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |The shorter weapon; but he wheeled his horse around | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |Attempting to deceive the man who had grown tired. | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |Now Walter, more and more oppressed by the weight of | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |His wrath, cut through the lower part of Gerwit’s shield; | ||
+ | |935 | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |The weapon, piercing Gerwit’s groin, lodged in his thigh: | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |He gasped a gloomy sound as he fell back and mourned | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |His death while with his heels he beat upon the earth. | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |And Walter left him, too, a trunk, its head cut off. | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |- | ||
+ | |That same trunk once had been, in lands near Worms, a count. | ||
+ | |940 | ||
+ | |} | ||
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Revision as of 21:17, 26 August 2009
7th single combat: Walther slays Gerwitus (914–940)
Then Gerwit, vowing to avenge this man, advanced, | |
And borne upon his robust steed, vaulted all the carnage | 915 |
Which, lying in the way, had blocked the narrow path; | |
And as the warlike man cut through the corpse’s neck, | |
He came and swung a double-bladed ax straight at | |
His face (The Franks in those days had this kind of weapon). | |
The agile man staved off this blow by holding up | 920 |
His shield, then jumping back he grabbed his trusty spear | |
And dropped his bloody sword there on the blooming sedge. | |
Here then indeed you would see heroes’ fearsome struggles. | |
There was no talking while their warring weapons clashed; | |
Their minds were utterly absorbed in single combat. | 925 |
One rages to atone for fallen friends by vengeance; | |
One strives with all his effort to defend his life, | |
And to retain, if luck allows, the palm of triumph. | |
Attack and parry: one advances, one retreats; | |
There chance and courage mingle into one endeavor. | 930 |
The long spear, nonetheless, repelled the man armed with | |
The shorter weapon; but he wheeled his horse around | |
Attempting to deceive the man who had grown tired. | |
Now Walter, more and more oppressed by the weight of | |
His wrath, cut through the lower part of Gerwit’s shield; | 935 |
The weapon, piercing Gerwit’s groin, lodged in his thigh: | |
He gasped a gloomy sound as he fell back and mourned | |
His death while with his heels he beat upon the earth. | |
And Walter left him, too, a trunk, its head cut off. | |
That same trunk once had been, in lands near Worms, a count. | 940 |
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Note: this English text is identical to that found in Waltharius and Ruodlieb, edited and translated by Dennis M. Kratz. The Garland library of medieval literature, Series A, vol. 14. New York: Garland Pub., 1984.