For a closer conflict, to cross over the ford.
Then the earl, too eager to enter the fight,
90 Allowed too much land to the loathed pirates.
Clearly then called over the cold water
Byrhthelm’s son; the soldiers listened:
“Room is now made for you; rush quickly here
Forward to the fray; fate will decide
95 Into whose power shall pass this place of battle.”
Went then the battle-wolves— of water they recked not—
The pirate warriors west over Panta;