Wiglaf's Lament Words by Zion Valencic TTTO Danny BoyOh, Beowulf, the dragon now lies dying His snakefolds pierc-ed by thy mighty hand Yet its great teeth sunk deep, and thou art falling For gold thy life-blood spills across the land. Thy trembling hands unclasp thy golden collar Thy gasping voice bequeaths thy shirt and helm I am the last to bear our clan's great honor Oh Beowulf, oh Beowulf, don't leave this realm. Still I sit by, though water cannot rouse thee And wait for cowards to return at last. Geat warriors who dared to stay their hands and flee Without thy strength will soon be of the past Pyre's hungry flames consume thy mighty bone-den As Franks and Friasains prep war's final end. Thy mighty arm protected us, but that was then By winter's end, we'll join thee in thy woe, my friend.