Then straight was ordered that Heorot inside With hands be embellished: a host of them gathered, Of men and women, who the wassailing-building The guest-hall begeared. 22 Gold-flashing sparkled Webs 23 on the walls then, of wonders a many To each of the heroes that look on such objects. The beautiful building was broken to pieces Which all within with irons was fastened, Its hinges torn off: only the roof was Whole and uninjured when the horrible creature Outlawed for evil off had betaken him, Hopeless of living. ’Tis hard to avoid it (Whoever will do it!); but he doubtless must come to The place awaiting, as Wyrd hath appointed, Soul-bearers, earth-dwellers, earls under heaven, Where bound on its bed his body shall slumber When feasting is finished. Full was the time then That the son of Healfdene went to the building; The excellent atheling would eat of the banquet. Ne’er heard I that people with hero-band larger