And leth his stede sone gonge
To godrich, with a god spere,
Þat he saw a-noþer bere,
And smoth godrich, and Godrich him,
Hetelike with herte grim,
Both fall.
So þat he boþe felle dune,
To þe erþe first þe croune.
Þanne he woren fallen dun boþen,
Grundlike here swerdes ut-drowen,