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The Anglo-Saxons                   This poem in Anglo-Saxon: řa Engla-Saxnan

Blue eyes sail from the north.
We, the Anglo-Saxons, are come
to conquer.
The weak-folk shall fall and perish.
The blood on our still never
shall dry.
Blood for blood seize.
Edge on edge strike.
We fight until
our life-wine drains empty.
On wooden stallions we fare
over the whale-way and the rivers;
Fearlessly we come,
and fearlessly depart.
The coasts and marches are ours.
No Welshman or warrior can withstand us.
Woden with us, who may resist us?

© Justin Douglas Blackford
 

 

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