To tell you that he knows of his noble, none of the wise ones regretted his going much as he was loved by the Geats. The omens were good, they seen his strength for themselves. Watched him rise from the darkness of war, death was his errand and the fate he had earned. Sometimes a proud old soldier Who have heard a weave net of words for Beowulfs victory and remembering Beowulfs Bravery, over and over they swore that nowhere on earth or under the spreading sky would they find a warrior worthier to rule over men.
