This is another gem from The Homecoming of Beorhtnoth, which demonstrates perfectly Tolkien's use of his two characters throughout the work and the overall impression that it gives of war and warfare.
Quote:
TORHTHELM
Ah, woe and worse! The wolvish heathens
have hewn off his head, and the hulk left us
mangled with axes. What a murder it is,
this bloody fighting!
TÍDWALD
Aye, that's battle for you,
and no worse today than wars you sing of,
when Fróda fell, and Finn was slain.
The world wept then as it weeps today:
you can hear the tears through the harp's twanging.
Come, bend your back! We must bear away
the cold leavings.
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Man kenuva métim' andúne?
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