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    Post Finding racial symbolism in Beowulf

    Yes you may find racial symbolism in many things in Viking lore but Beowulf I thought would be a better choice than many other tales as it is both the most well known and the greatest in my opinion and later perhaps we will look into other mythologies maybe from the Egyptian times who knows?

    Anyhow basically I will post each episode individually that way after each episode we may discuss the racial symbolism and perhaps some other symbolism that might be included.

    People who are new to Viking lore might say that such a primitive people with only odd crafts and a simple Futharc couldn’t possibly portray symbolism but actually most of the lore our ancestors created was rife with symbolism and sub-text. Just read and you will see.

    You have heard of the Danish Kings
    in the old days and how
    they were great warriors.
    Shield, the son of Sheaf,
    took many an enemy's chair,
    terrified many a warrior,
    after he was found an orphan.
    He prospered under the sky
    until people everywhere
    listened when he spoke.
    He was a good king!

    Shield had a son,
    child for his yard,
    sent by God
    to comfort the people,
    to keep them from fear--
    Grain was his name;
    he was famous
    throughout the North.
    Young princes should do as he did--
    give out treasures
    while they're still young
    so that when they're old
    people will support them
    in time of war.
    A man prospers
    by good deeds
    in any nation.

    Shield died at his fated hour,
    went to God still strong.
    His people carried him to the sea,
    which was his last request.
    In the harbor stood
    a well-built ship,
    icy but ready for the sea.
    They laid Shield there,
    propped him against the mast
    surrounded by gold
    and treasure from distant lands.
    I've never heard
    of a more beautiful ship,
    filled with shields, swords,
    and coats of mail, gifts
    to him for his long trip.
    No doubt he had a little more
    than he did as a child
    when he was sent out,
    a naked orphan in an empty boat.
    Now he had a golden banner
    high over his head, was,
    sadly by a rich people,
    given to the sea.
    The wisest alive can't tell
    where a death ship goes.

    Grain ruled the Danes
    a long time after his father's death,
    and to him was born
    the great Healfdene, fierce in battle,
    who ruled until he was old.
    Healfdene had four children--
    Heorogar, Hrothgar, Halga the Good,
    and a daughter who married
    Onela, King of the Swedes.

    Hrothgar Becomes King of the Danes

    After Hrothgar became king
    he won many battles:
    his friends and family
    willingly obeyed him;
    his childhood friends
    became famous soldiers.

    So Hrothgar decided
    he would build a mead-hall,
    the greatest the world had
    ever seen, or even imagined.
    There he would share out
    to young and old alike
    all that God gave him
    (except for public lands and men's lives).

    I have heard that orders
    went out far and wide;
    tribes throughout the world
    set to work on that building.
    And it was built, the world's
    greatest mead-hall.
    And that great man
    called the building
    "Herot," the hart.

    After it was built,
    Hrothgar did what he said
    he would: handed out gold
    and treasure at huge feasts.
    That hall was high-towered,
    tall and wide-gabled
    (though destruction awaited,
    fire and swords of family trouble;
    and outside in the night waited
    a tortured spirit of hell).

    The words of the poet,
    the sounds of the harp,
    the joy of people echoed.
    The poet told how the world
    came to be, how God made the earth
    and the water surrounding,
    how He set the sun and the moon
    as lights for people
    and adorned the earth
    with limbs and leaves for everyone.
    Hrothgar's people lived in joy,
    happy until that wanderer of the wasteland,
    Grendel the demon, possessor of the moors,
    began his crimes.

    He was of a race of monsters
    exiled from mankind by God--
    He was of the race of Cain,
    that man punished for
    murdering his brother.
    From that family comes
    all evil beings--
    monsters, elves, zombies.
    Also the giants who
    fought with God and got
    repaid with the flood.

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    The only thing I see wrong wrong with Beowulf is that it was copied by Christianized Monks. This left a christian inprint on the story.

    sent by God
    all that God gave him
    how God made the earth
    „Sollten Sie dabei sein, wenn ich sterbe, so werden Sie sehen, dass ich ruhig dahinscheide; denn ich glaube, dass nach dem Tode alles zu Ende ist.”
    Friedrich der Große

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    Quote Originally Posted by Prospero
    He was of a race of monsters
    That doesn't sound very racist to you?

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    Sounds regular in fanatsy

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    Quote Originally Posted by Götterschicksal
    Sounds regular in fanatsy
    Beowulf is the first ever form of fantasy! also what would you call a Jew other than a race of monsters?

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    Okay, bring on the next instalment Prospero
    If I rest, I rust.
    - Martin Luther

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    Here we go:

    One night, after a beer party,
    the Danes settled in the hall
    for sleep; they knew no sorrows.
    The evil creature, grim and hungry,
    grabbed thirty warriors
    and went home laughing.

    At dawn, when the Danes learned
    of Grendel's strength,
    there was great weeping.
    The old king sat sadly,
    crying for his men. Bloody
    footprints were found.

    That was bad enough,
    but the following night
    Grendel killed more--
    blinded by sin,
    he felt no remorse.
    (You can bet the survivors
    started sleeping elsewhere.)
    So Grendel ruled,
    fighting right,
    one against many,
    and the greatest hall
    in all the earth
    stood empty at night.

    Twelve years this went on,
    Hrothgar suffering
    the greatest of sorrows.

    Poets sang sad songs
    throughout the world,
    how Grendel tormented Hrothgar;
    how no warrior,
    no matter how brave,
    could kill Grendel.
    How Grendel wasn't
    about to stop,
    or pay damages.
    Grendel kept ambushing from his lair,
    the moors which lay in perpetual darkness.

    Then, the cruelest of all injuries,
    he moved into the hall--
    stayed there every night
    (though God would never allow
    such an evil thing
    to actually touch the throne).

    Hrothgar was broken;
    council after council proposed
    what to do against the attacks.
    They even went to heathen temples,
    worshipped idols, and called
    to the Devil for help.
    The Danes forgot God.
    (Woe be to those who go
    to the fire's embrace,
    even in great distress--
    There is no consolation there.)

    No counselor, no warrior
    could destroy the evil.
    They wept and seethed.

    Beowulf Hears of Grendel

    But a warrior of Hygelac's
    heard of Grendel's doings;
    he was the strongest of men
    alive in that day,
    mighty and noble.
    That man called for a ship,
    said he would cross the ocean
    and help the king who needed help.
    Wise men urged him
    to that adventure
    though he was dear to them.
    They examined omens
    and whetted him on.

    So the good Geat chose
    the bravest warriors,
    fourteen of them,
    and that crafty sailor
    led them to the land's brim,
    to the ship.
    They readied the ship
    on the waves under the cliffs
    and the warriors stood at the prow
    as the water wound against the sand.
    The warriors bore
    into the ship's bosom
    bright weapons,
    fitted armor.

    The men shoved
    the well-braced ship
    out on the journey
    they'd dreamed of.
    The foamy-necked ship
    went out like a bird
    so that the next day
    its curved prow
    had gone so far
    that the seafarers saw land,
    shining shore cliffs
    and steep mountains.
    Their journey was already over
    and the Geat warriors
    pulled their ship to the shore
    and stood on land
    in their rattling shirts,
    their war-clothes. They
    thanked God for an easy trip.

    From his wall the sea-guard of the Danes,
    protector of the cliffs,
    saw bright shields
    and ready war dress
    coming over the gang plank
    and he wondered
    who those men were.
    Hrothgar's warrior rode
    to shore on his horse.

    Shaking a mighty spear, he spoke:
    "Who are you, in armor,
    who come over the sea-road
    in that steep keel?
    Listen: I guard here
    so that no forces
    hostile to the Danes
    may raid. Never has
    one so openly brought
    a ship's army, warriors,
    without the permission of my kinsmen.
    And never have I seen
    a greater man on earth,
    any man in armor,
    than is one among you.
    Unless I'm wrong,
    that is no hall-man,
    just wearing armor--
    his stature is peerless.
    I wish to know your lineage now
    so I know you are not spies
    going into the land of the Danes.
    You far-dwellers, seafarers,
    hear my simple thought:
    you had best hurry to tell me
    where you come from."

    Beowulf, leader of the host
    unlatched his word-hoard:
    "As to kin, we are of the Geat nation,
    Hygelac's hearth-companions.
    My father was a leader well known
    among the people: Edgtheow.
    He stayed many winters
    before he went away,
    aged, from the court.
    Every wise man readily remembers
    him throughout the earth.
    We have come with friendly hearts
    to see your lord, Healfdene's son,
    protector of the people.
    Be good counsel to us:
    we have come on a great errand
    to the king of the Danes.
    I think it foolish
    to keep secrets. You know
    if it is true what we have heard,
    that a dark enemy in the nights
    works violence and slaughter
    on the Danes. . . . Perhaps
    in kindness I may advise Hrothgar
    how he, wise and famous,
    may overcome this enemy--
    if change will ever come,
    relief from this evil--
    and how this seething sorrow
    might become cool.
    Otherwise, he will suffer tribulation
    as long as he lives in that high place,
    the best of houses."

    The protector of the coast,
    still on his horse, spoke
    (a wise shield warrior,
    one who thinks well,
    must judge two things:
    works and words):
    "I see that you are a band
    friendly to the lord of the Danes.
    Go forth, bearing arms and equipment.
    I will guide you. Also,
    I will order my men
    to protect your ship,
    that new-tarred boat on the sand,
    until it bears you again
    back over the water streams
    with its curved wooden neck,
    back to the land of the Geats--
    if it be granted that you
    endure the battle."

    They left then the well-made ship
    pulling at its rope.
    On the gold-adorned helmets
    figures of boars shone,
    those guards over war-like minds.

    The men excitedly marched until
    they saw that ornamented hall,
    the finest building on earth,
    that glittered light over many lands,
    where the mighty one waited.

    The one brave in battle pointed
    toward the resplendent hall;
    the guard of the coast turned
    his horse and said after them:
    "It is time for me to go.
    May the Father Omnipotent hold you
    safe and sound in kindness!
    I will go back to the sea
    to hold against hostile bands."

    End of episode two

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    Quote Originally Posted by Prospero
    Yes you may find racial symbolism in many things in Viking lore but Beowulf I thought would be a better choice than many other tales as it is both the most well known and the greatest in my opinion and later perhaps we will look into other mythologies maybe from the Egyptian times who knows?
    Interesting, In slavic languages Beo means "light" or "white".

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    I think Beowulf is Old-English for 'Intellegent Wolf'.

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    It wasn't origonally written in old English, it was origonally written in Futharc, viking runes. Then it was translated into old english and then translated into modern English.

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