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Wyrd Staves: Mystery of the Futhorc NiedNied byth nearu on breostan, weortheth hi theah oft nitha bearnum To helpe and to haele gehwaethre, Gif hi his hlystath aeror. Need is confinement on the breast, Though frequently it becomes a grief to the children of men, If they listen beforehand it can be both a help and a healing. IsIs byth oferceald, ungemetum slidor, Glisnath glaeshluttur, gimmum gelicust, Flor forste geworuht, faeger ansyne. Ice is excessively cold, and extremely slippery, It gleams like a pleasing transparent jewel, A floor made of frost is a fair sight. GearGear byth gumena hiht, thon god laeteth, Halig heofones cyning, hrusan syllan Beorhte bleda beornum and thearfum. Year is gladness for men, When god lets, heavens holy king, The earth to lend her splendid fruits To the rich and the poor. EohEoh byth utan unsmethe treow, Heard, hrusan faest, hyrde fyres, Wyrtrumun underwrethyd, wyn on ethel. Yew is outside a rough tree, Hard, earth-fast, fires keeper, Roots to support it, a joy on the estate. PeorthPeorth byth symble plega and hlehter Wlancum thar wigan sittath On beorsele blithe aetsomne. Peorth is always play and laughter Where warriors sit boastful In the beer-hall together. Elhox-secgElhox-secg eard haefth oftust on fenne, Wexeth on wature, wundath grimme, Blode breneth beorna gehwylcne The him aenigne onfeng gedeth. Reed has a dwelling place most often on the marsh, Grows on water, wounds grimly, It causes the blood to burn in anyone who grasps it. SigelSigel semannum symble byth on hihte, Thonn hi hine feriath ofer fisces beth, Oth hi brim-hengest bringeth to lande. Sun is to seamen a constant hope, Henceforth she carries them over the fishes-bath, Up to the land she brings the sea-horse. TiwTiw bith tacna sum, healdeth trywa wel With Aethelingas, a bith on faerylde, Ofer nihta genipu neafre swiceth. Tiw is a certain symbol, It keeps faith well with Aethelings, It is always on a journey, Over the darkness it never fails. BeorcBeorc byth bleda leas, bereth efne swa theah Tanas butan tudder, bith on telgum wlitig, Heah on helme hrysted faegere, Geloden leafum, lyfte getenge. Birch is without fruit, just the same it bears, Except it's offspring springs from its branches, High on its boughs is a lovely and radiant crown, Cloaked with leaves, near to the sky. EhEh byth for eorlum aethelinga wyn, hors hofum wlanc, Thaer him haeleth ymbe, welege on wicgum, Wrixlath spraece, and bith unstyllum aefre frofur. Horse is for noble Aethelings a joy, In a stately horse stable there with prosperous heroes about him, Exchanging speech, For the restless always a benefit. MannMann byth on myrgthe his magan leof, Sceal theah anra gehwylc othrum swican, For tham dryhten wyle dome sine thaet earme Flaesc eorthan betaecan. Man might be pleasant in his mirth, Though each shall betray and deceive eachother, Thereon lords will be doomed to entrust that miserable flesh to the earth. LaguLagu byth leodum langsum gethuht, Gif hi saeytha swythe bregath, And se brimhengest bridles ne gymeth. Sea is to men seemingly everlasting, If the fierce sea-waves frighten him, And the sea-horse heeds not its reins. IngIng waes aerest mid Eastdenum gesewen secgun, Oth he siththan eft ofer waeg gewat, Waen aefter ran, Thus Heardingas thone haele nemdun. Ing was said to have first been seen among the East Danes, Since then he departed over the waves, His wagon after the currents, Thus the Heardings named the hero. EthelEthel byth oferleof aeghwylcum men, Gif he mot thaer rihtes and gerysena on Brucan on bolde bleadum oftast. Home is to every man very dear, If he is right and proper in counsel, And most often enjoys the dwelling-place. DaegDaeg byth drihtens sond, deore mannum, Maere Meotodes leoht, Myrgth and tohiht eadgum and earmum, eallum brice. Day is the gods message, dear to men, Measures splendid light, Mirth and joy to the rich and the poor, Useful to all. AcAc byth on eorthan elda bearnum flaesces fodor, Fereth gelome ofer ganotes baeth, Garsecg fandath hwaether ac haebbe aethele treowe. Oak is the earths old man, burning it is fleshes food, Faring frequently over the gannets bath, The sea finds out whether the oak is a noble tree. AescAesc bith oferheah, eldum dyre, Stith on stathule, stede rihte hylt, Theah him feohtan on firas monige. Ash is very tall, a beloved ancient, Thick in its foundation, held right in place, Although many use it in combat. YrYr byth aethelinga and eorla gehwaes wyn And wyrthmynd, byth on wicge faeger, Faestlic on faerelde, fyrdgeatewa sum. Bow is with Aetheleings and warriors piercing trouble And a mark of distinction, on a horse it is fair, With some war-gear it is steadfast on a journey. IorIor byth eafix, and theah a bruceth fodres on foldan, Hafath faegerne eard, waetre beworpen, Thaer he wynnum leofath. Beaver is a river fish, always enjoying its food on land, It has a lovely dwelling-place, surrounded by water, Where it lives in joy. EarEar byth egle eorla gehwylcan, thonn faestlice flaesc Onginneth, hraw colian, Hrusan ceosan blac to gebeddan, Bleda gedreosath, wynn gewitath, wera geswicath. Grave is hideous to every man, when the firm flesh begins, The living body to grow cold, To choose the pale earth as a bed-fellow, Fruits parish, joys depart, promises fail. Learn more about the Northern Way on Northvegr Forums or join the Northvegr Félag Mailing List. © 2004-2007 Northvegr. Most of the material on this site is in the public domain. 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