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went till he stood at the shoulder Of the lord of the Danemen, of courteous thanemen The custom he minded. Wulfgar addressed then His friendly liegelord: “Folk of the Geatmen O’er the way of the waters are wafted hither, Faring from far-lands: the foremost in rank The battle-champions Beowulf title. They make this petition: with thee, O my chieftain, To be granted a conference; O gracious King Hrothgar, Friendly answer refuse not to give them! In war-trappings weeded worthy they seem Of earls to be honored; sure the atheling is doughty Who headed the heroes hitherward coming.”