Men of Geatland are ready men of Geatland are steady by hearth and fire where feasts are held where mead is drunk where harp is played where tales are told songs will long be sung of Geatish deeds so bold Men of Geatland are ready men of Geatland are steady from Eowland sea-reivers came broke Geatish steadings burnt Geatish halls stole Geatish cattle took Geatish gold Geatish anger they have earned Geatish vengeance they will feel Men of Geatland are ready men of Geatland are steady in farm and steading weapon-chest is opened sax is sharpened armour is mended down winding river through fen and marsh then long whale-road sailed to moot and summoning on Isle of Vasterwick in sheltered bay Men of Geatland are ready men of Geatland are steady Lords and Theygns freeman, churl all are come under King's call to Isle of Vasterwick in sheltered bay Men of Geatland are ready men of Geatland are steady Geatish shield is strong Geatish sax is sharp Geatish spear is long Geatish anger is bright Eowland men will pay for their blooded sleight Men of Geatland are ready men of Geatland are steady let Eowan witches spell let Eowan priestesses curse Geatish priest-craft is wise Geatish wards are stout Geatish will is strong witch and priestess chant to no avail Eowan walls will fall Eowan halls will burn Geatish men will take all Men of Geatland are ready men of Geatland are steady ship is caulked gear is stowed all is ready Mona rises in the East sea is still as night Geatish fleet rides at anchor waiting for the tide to rise Geatish fleet rides at anchor waiting for the tide to war