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Their mindgrief was great     dark with mourning.

Frederick Rebsamen, Beowulf: An Updated Verse Translation [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]

Hermetic quote Rebsamen Beowulf mindgrief great dark mourning

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Consider also:

  1. “This is my old house on the marsh, and here, Here is the terror of the distant sea Moaning, and here the wind that wails, the drear Groans like a ghost’s, the desolate house of fear Whence I fled once from my great enemy — This is the house! O speechless misery!”
  2. “It’s not make-up, it’s war paint. It isn’t clothing, it’s armor.”
  3. “Grendel circled sounds of the harp prowled the marshes moors and ice-streams forests and fens. He found his home with misshapen monsters in misery and greed.”
  4. The Man Who Loved Mars
  5. spring clean for the May Queen
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