Riddle 59 — Anglo-Saxon Poetry (Old English originals (Anglo-Saxon Poetic Records))

Ic seah in healle hring gyldenne men sceawian, modum gleawe, ferþþum frode. Friþospede bæd god nergende gæste sinum se þe wende wriþan; word æfter cwæð hring on hyrede, hælend nemde tillfremmendra. Him torhte in gemynd his dryhtnes naman dumba brohte ond in eagna gesihð, gif þæs æþelan goldes tacen ongietan cuþe ond dryhtnes dolg, don swa þæs beages benne cwædon. Ne mæg þære bene æniges monnes ungefullodre godes ealdorburg gæst gesecan,

rodera ceastre. Ræde, se þe wille, hu ðæs wrætlican wunda cwæden hringes to hæleþum, þa he in healle wæs wylted ond wended wloncra folmum.