Death of Gadd
When Merelings burst upon our camp
When Wulf fell, forth came Gadd
Steel flashing as foes surround
Luckless, Gadd took their spears
Prone he lies on the field of tears
Blackheart mereling spears his heart
Valhalla waits for Gadd the brave
Affray of the Pukelmen
Dark the night below the cliff
When Pukelmen burst upon our camp
When Wulf fell, forth came Aewulf
His spear thrusts as foes surround
Then strides out the Pukel-chief
Left-handed strikes his langasaex
Blood trails across the ground
Our spears thrust and shields creak
Pukelmen fall beneath our blades
Alone stands the Pukel-chief
Back and forth sounds the song of steel
At last he falls to Nothgyth’s saex