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{Wiglaf fulfils his lord's behest.}
Then heard I that Wihstan's son very quickly, These words being uttered, heeded his liegelord Wounded and war-sick, went in his armor, His well-woven ring-mail, 'neath the roof of the barrow. Then the trusty retainer treasure-gems many