But the Goths stayed by the shore, though little hoping to see their
dear lord again. But soon the water cleared and they saw their brave
leader swimming toward them with the head of Grendel and the hilt of
the great sword. Then they went to him, thanking God. The stout band
of thanes rejoiced that their lord had returned. Forth they went on
the narrow road, rejoicing. Four of the strong men bore the heavy head
of Grendel. Beowulf proudly led his brave men. The prince of the
thanes entered the great hall, with glory crowned, to greet Hrothgar.
The warriors bore the great head of Grendel into the hall before the
king and his men.
"Behold, O king!" said Beowulf, "the head of the sea-monster! I hardly
with life came from the battle under the water. Had not God helped me,
I had not conquered. The good sword Hrunting could not harm my foe,
but the Ruler of men guided me to see on the wall an old strong sword,
and with it I slew her. Then I cut off the head of the monster
Grendel. In his hot blood was the good sword melted, and I brought
only the hilt away. I now promise thee that in Heorot all may sleep
safe from harm, for I have slain thy foes, Grendel and his mother, and
have given peace to thy land and people."
Then did Beowulf give the sword-hilt to Hrothgar. The good king said:
"Thy glory is exalted, friend Beowulf, over every nation. Long shall
thou be a comfort to thy people and a help to the warriors. Now is the
flower of thy might. Long may it be before thy strength departs in
fire's clutch, or rage of flood, or arrow's flight, or age or blindness
takes thee. Go now to thy seat at the feast as a guest of honour."