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Step forth from the woods, the warriors of Geatland

Set with a purpose bold, to bring warmth in the cold

Blades and shields at hand, to fight at their lord's command

Arriving at their destination, approaching the hall

Like the great stag it stands proud, the great hall

Enter among the thanes, welcomed by Hrothgar and all

Light within, once joy in the fog, a peace now disturbed

The king calls them forth to hear all that has been learned

Gifted with horses adorned in gold

The hall is welcoming, a feast is set

Mead flows free for early celebration

But the wise one cautions it's too early yet