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Following on from the burial thread, and with apologies to the unknown bard who wrote the first version...
"Then the Grape people built for Beowulf a great funeral shed of wood and hung gardening hats and bright seed-packets upon it. In the middle they laid their much-loved gardener. One grape went forward with a flaming torch to set it on fire. The roar of the flames mixed with the sound of weeping. The air was filled with black smoke above the bright blaze. The bone-frame of Beowulf's body was burnt away. A Grapeish woman sang over and over again, telling how she feared the dreadful wrath of the committee for burning out of season. The sky swallowed the smoke.
The Grapes built the raised bed as Beowulf had asked. For yards it could be seen, standing high on the plot above the sheds. Inside they placed Beowulf's ashes and the heap of seeds he had won. Beowulf was not greedy for produce. Instead he gladly gave it away. Now it would lie with him, no use to living men, as for hundreds of years before. Twelve mowers rode around the barrow singing their sadness, praising Beowulf's parsnips with their words."
https://www.abdn.ac.uk/sll/disciplin...f/beowulfz.htm
Anglo-Saxon is a marvellous language - have a word (selodreorig) for expressing sorrow at the loss of one's mead-hall.
"Then the Grape people built for Beowulf a great funeral shed of wood and hung gardening hats and bright seed-packets upon it. In the middle they laid their much-loved gardener. One grape went forward with a flaming torch to set it on fire. The roar of the flames mixed with the sound of weeping. The air was filled with black smoke above the bright blaze. The bone-frame of Beowulf's body was burnt away. A Grapeish woman sang over and over again, telling how she feared the dreadful wrath of the committee for burning out of season. The sky swallowed the smoke.
The Grapes built the raised bed as Beowulf had asked. For yards it could be seen, standing high on the plot above the sheds. Inside they placed Beowulf's ashes and the heap of seeds he had won. Beowulf was not greedy for produce. Instead he gladly gave it away. Now it would lie with him, no use to living men, as for hundreds of years before. Twelve mowers rode around the barrow singing their sadness, praising Beowulf's parsnips with their words."
https://www.abdn.ac.uk/sll/disciplin...f/beowulfz.htm
Anglo-Saxon is a marvellous language - have a word (selodreorig) for expressing sorrow at the loss of one's mead-hall.
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