Hé laered hine rídan
And wealdan méce
And standan fæst
And féond ne forhtian
Nú hé sceal leornian
Ðæt hearde sóð:
Hé raerede his cnapa
Of cilde tó menn
Ðæt hé his déað geséo
Sé féond wæs simble mid heom
Sé féond ne reccede ege

(He taught him to ride,

To wield a sword,
To stand strong
And show his enemy no fear
Now he must learn
The hard truth:
That he had brought his boy
From childhood
So that he might face his death
Like a man

The enemy was always with them
The enemy did not care about fear)