This is something I've been planning to write for a while. Actually, to be more precise, I was planning to write snippets of the beginning and the end, but not necessarily the entire thing. Below is the end of the Lay - well, the rough draft of it anyway. It's written in the same form used in Beowulf, which is also similar to the Norse poetic sagas which I'm trying to emulate.
Also, this is my two-hundredth post!
Since I'll be traveling again this week (Europe this time), I might have some time to work further on the Lay. At least I hope so. This was actually quite fun to write.
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In marching formation they came to the hall-door,
The four wester-men brave, battle-weary.
And lord of those men marched he among them;
Proud with retainers he came ’cross the fields.
That prince of thanes then entered the hall,
Brave in his deed, honored in fame,
A man battle-tested, he greeted Gregorius.
Then sword of draug-king he carried o’er the hall.
Balfrith, the hero, laid sword on the table,
And sat himself down on the floor for to rest,
To quit of his labors so mighty, and terrible,
To quit of the fight and sleep it did find him.