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Wulf and Eadwacer in Old English

This short poem from the Exeter Book is one of the great puzzles of Old English. A woman speaks, and she is separated from someone called Wulf. Nobody agrees who Wulf and Eadwacer are, who the cub is, or even how many men the poem is about. That is much of why people keep reading it.

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The text and translation

Lēodum is mīnum swylce him mon lāc gife: Willað hȳ hine āþecgan, gif hē on þrēat cymeð. Ungelīc is ūs:

To my people it is as though someone were giving them a gift; they will destroy him if he comes into their company. It is different for us.

Word by word
Lēodum
to the people
is
is
mīnum
my
swylce
as though
him
to them
mon
someone
lāc
a gift [?]
gife
might give
Willað
will
hȳ
they
hine
him
āþecgan
destroy [?]
gif
if
hē
he
on
into
þrēat
the company
cymeð
comes
Ungelīc
different
is
is
ūs
for us

Wulf is on īege, ic on ōþerre; fæst is þæt ēglond, fenne biworpen; sindon wælrēowe weras þǣr on īge; willað hȳ hine āþecgan, gif hē on þrēat cymeð. Ungelīce is ūs:

Wulf is on an island, I on another; that island is secure, surrounded by fen. Cruel men are there on the island; they will destroy him if he comes into their company. It is different for us.

Word by word
Wulf
Wulf
is
is
on
on
īege
an island
ic
I
on
on
ōþerre
another
fæst
secure
is
is
þæt
that
ēglond
island
fenne
by fen
biworpen
surrounded
sindon
are
wælrēowe
cruel
weras
men
þǣr
there
on
on
īge
the island
willað
will
hȳ
they
hine
him
āþecgan
destroy [?]
gif
if
hē
he
on
into
þrēat
the company
cymeð
comes
Ungelīce
differently
is
is
ūs
for us

Wulfes ic mīnes wīdlāstum wēnum hogode þonne hit wæs rēnig weder ond ic rēotugu sæt, þonne mec se beaducāfa bōgum bilegde; wæs mē wyn tō þon, wæs mē hwæþre ēac lāð.

I brooded on my Wulf with far-wandering hopes, when the weather was rainy and I sat weeping, when the battle-bold man enclosed me in his arms; that brought me joy, yet it also brought me pain.

Word by word
Wulfes
of Wulf
ic
I
mīnes
my
wīdlāstum
in far wanderings [?]
wēnum
with hopes
hogode
brooded
þonne
when
hit
it
wæs
was
rēnig
rainy
weder
weather
ond
and
ic
I
rēotugu
weeping
sæt
sat
þonne
when
mec
me
se
the
beaducāfa
battle-bold man
bōgum
with arms [?]
bilegde
enclosed
wæs
was
mē
for me
wyn
joy
tō
in
þon
that
wæs
was
mē
for me
hwæþre
yet
ēac
also
lāð
painful

Wulf, mīn Wulf, wēna mē þīne sēoce gedydon, þīne seldcymas, murnende mōd, nales metelīste.

Wulf, my Wulf, longing for you has made me sick: your rare visits, a grieving heart, rather than lack of food.

Word by word
Wulf
Wulf
mīn
my
Wulf
Wulf
wēna
longings
mē
me
þīne
for you
sēoce
sick
gedydon
have made
þīne
your
seldcymas
rare visits
murnende
grieving
mōd
heart
nales
not at all
metelīste
shortages of food

Gehȳrest þū, Eadwacer? Uncerne ear(m)ne hwelp bireð Wulf tō wuda; Þæt mon ēaþe tōslīteð, þætte nǣfre gesomnad wæs, uncer giedd geador.

Do you hear, Eadwacer? Wulf carries our wretched cub to the woods. One easily tears apart what was never joined: our song together.

Word by word
Gehȳrest
do you hear
þū
you
Eadwacer
Eadwacer [?]
Uncerne
our (us two)
ear(m)ne
wretched
hwelp
cub [?]
bireð
carries
Wulf
Wulf (or wolf) [?]
tō
to
wuda
the woods
Þæt
that
mon
one
ēaþe
easily
tōslīteð
tears apart
þætte
what
nǣfre
never
gesomnad
joined
wæs
was
uncer
our (us two)
giedd
song [?]
geador
together

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Sources

W. J. Sedgefield, An Anglo-Saxon Verse-Book (1922), no. 10, pp. 39-40. Public domain. Transcribed against the page images; preserves the editor's hogode and ear(m)ne.
Text licence: Public domain.
Language pack licence: Texts public domain / CC BY-SA 4.0; annotation CC BY-SA 4.0.
Texts: Caedmon's Hymn, Beowulf lines 1-11, Cnut's proclamation of 1020, The Battle of Maldon lines 312-313, The Wanderer lines 1-7 and the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle entry for 793 (all public domain); the Lord's Prayer in Early West Saxon as standardised in Wikipedia's 'Old English' article (CC BY-SA 4.0). Wulf and Eadwacer: W. J. Sedgefield, An Anglo-Saxon Verse-Book (1922), pp. 39-40, public domain; transcribed against the printed pages. Tagging and glosses: AI (Claude; Codex for Wulf and Eadwacer), checked against Wiktionary; not yet reviewed by a person. Additional passages carry their own source credits.
The introduction and notes on this page were written by Claude (AI). Word glosses are AI-assisted, and so is the English unless the source above names another translator.

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