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. . . Grendel
presents a new definition of the monstrous. Outwardly indistinguishable
from other bogeymen, his is a spiritual portrait: His isolation
and envy embody evil in its purest form. Equally compelling is the
poets response to the joyless moor-stalker, the object of
a compassion no Cyclops ever received. Here is a man standing always
outside the circle of joy and kinship. Nor is the poets compassion
mere contrivance; but it derives fully rooted from a theology that
accommodates the purest innocence of humanity with its most sordid
aspects. Theology is anything but auxiliary in Beowulf: It
is the wellspring of the poems power to arousethe source
of its humanity, and also of its macabre, nearly slapstick humor.
Read this section aloud to feel the jump element and
the humor of the comic asides.
[Wordplay is marked by a preceding dot °]
XI.
Out of
the moors he came.
Up through marsh
and mist-shroud
Grendel shifted closer.
He bore the awful wrath of God!
He meant, the °crime-cursed
ravager of °man,
to trap one of mans kin
in that hall so °high,
so °doomed.
He glided through the gloom,
toward the gleaming wine-hall,
the gold-coated
treasure house of men.
How well he knew it:
their fine, fancy hall!
xxx Nor
was this his first visit
xxx to
Hrothgar!
xxx Never
would he in all his days
xxx ever
encounter
xxx a
harder welcome
xxx from any hall thane.
He came to the wall;
the warrior
ventured forth, the one
bereft of joy
xxxxxBURST
xxxxx
xxxxxthe
door
though
bolted iron-fast!
twisted
at the touch of his hand.
Swollen
with rage, he ripped
the
hall-mouth open,
rushed
across their °fancy
floor
°(stone-coated/blood-coated
and
doomed).
His
eyes flared with a fearsome light:
a light
like fire!
He saw
in the hall
many
soldiers asleep,
a troop
of young warriors
all
sleeping as brothers
a mighty
band of men.
How
his heart laughed then!
How
he meant
before
ever day came
(the
hideous marauder!)
to divide
with them all
life from the living.
He was
ready then
eager
for his fill of the feast!
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