,,yale ,,studies ,,in ,,english         
,,albert ,s4 ,,cook1 ,,editor           
,,vii               ,,andreas3          
,,the ,,legend ,,of ,,st4 ,,andrew      
,,translated ,,from ,,the ,,old         
,,english                  ,,by         
,,robert ,,kilburn ,,root               
,,new ,,york        ,,henry ,,holt ,,and
 ,,company                 #ahii        
,,errata4    p4 ,,iv4  ,for             
,angelsaechsen read ,angelsachsen4    p4
  ,v4       ,fritsche                   
,fritzsche4    p4 ,,ix4       homilest  
homilist4    p4 #ah1 #a4 #eej4     has  
hast4    p4 #bg1 #a4 #hce4     ',till   
,till4    ,p4 #eg4             ,siever's
           ,sievers'4     ,,preface     
,it is always a somewhat hardy          
undertaking to attempt the translation  
of poetry1 for such a translation will  
at the best be but a shadow of that     
which it would fain represent4 ,yet ,i  
trust that even an imperfect rendering  
of one of the best of the ,old ,english 
poems will in some measure contribute   

towards a wider appreciation of our     
earliest literature1 for the poem is    
accessible to the general reader only in
 the baldly literal and somewhat        
inaccurate translation of ,kemble1      
published in #ahdc1 and now out of      
print4  ,i have chosen blank verse as   
the most suitable metre for the         
translation of a long and dignified     
narrative poem1 as the metre which can  
most nearly reproduce the strength1 the 
nobility1 the variety and rapidity of   
the original4 ,the ballad measure as    
used by ,lumsden in his translation of  
,beowulf is monotonous and trivial1     
while the measure used by ,morris and   
others1 and intended as an imitation of 
the ,old ,english alliterative measure1 
is wholly impracticable4 ,it is a hybrid
 product1 neither ,old ,english nor     
modern1 producing both weariness and    
disgust2 for1 while copying the external
 features of its original1 it loses     
wholly its aesthetic qualities4  ,in my 
diction ,i have sought after simple and 

idiomatic ,english1 studying the noble  
archaism of the ,king ,james ,bible1    
rather than affecting the ,wardour      
,street dialect of ,william ,morris or  
,professor ,earle1 which is often       
utterly unintelligible to any but the   
special student of ,middle ,english4 ,my
 translation is faithful1 but not       
literal2 ,i have not hesitated to make a
 passive construction active1 or to     
translate a compound adjective by a     
phrase4 ,to quote from ,king ,alfred's  
preface to his translation of ,boethius1
 ,i have at times translated word by    
word1 and at times sense by sense1 in   
whatsoever way ,i might most clearly and
 intelligibly interpret it4  ,the text  
followed is that of ,grein-,wuelker in  
the ,bibliothek der ,angelsaechsischen  
,poesie 7,leipzig1 #ahid71 and the lines
 of my translation are numbered         
according to that edition4 ,i have not1 
however1 felt obliged to follow his     
punctuation4 ,where it has seemed best  
to adopt other readings1 ,i have        

mentioned the fact in my notes4  ,i have
 compared my translation with those of  
,kemble and ,grein 7,dichtungen der     
,angelsaechsen71 and am occasionally    
indebted to them for a word or a phrase4
  ,it gives me great pleasure to        
acknowledge my indebtedness to ,dr4     
,frank ,h4 ,chase1 who has very         
carefully read my translation in        
manuscript2 and to ,professor ,albert   
,s4 ,cook1 who has given me his help and
 advice at all stages of my work from   
its inception to its publication4 ,to   
,mr4 ,charles ,g4 ,osgood1 ,jr41 ,i am  
also indebted for valuable criticism4   
,,robert ,,kilburn ,,root4    ,,yale    
,,university1   ,april #g1 #ahii4       
,,introduction   ,sidenote3 ,the        
,manuscript4  ,while traveling in ,italy
 during the year #ahcb1 ,dr4 ,blume1 a  
,german scholar1 discovered in the      
cathedral library at ,vercelli an ,old  
,english manuscript containing both     
poetry and prose4 ,the longest and the  
best of the poems is the ,andreas1 or   

,legend of ,st4 ,andrew4  ,how did this 
manuscript find its way across the ,alps
 into a country where its language was  
wholly unintelligible8 ,several theories
 have been advanced1 the most plausible 
being that advocated by ,cook4#a        
,according to this view it was carried  
thither by ,cardinal ,guala1 who during 
the reign of ,henry ,,iii was prior of  
,st4 ,andrew's1 ,chester4 ,on his return
 to ,italy he built the monastery of    
,st4 ,andrew in ,vercelli1 strongly     
,english in its architecture4 ,since the
 manuscript contained a poem about ,st4 
,andrew1 it would have been an          
appropriate gift to ,st4 ,andrew's      
,church in ,vercelli4 ,wuelker's theory 
that it was owned by an ,anglo-,saxon   
hospice at ,vercelli rests on very      
shadowy arguments1 since he adduces no  
satisfactory proof that such a hospice  
ever existed4  ,footnote #a3 ,cardinal  
,guala and the ,vercelli ,book1 ,univ4  
of ,cal4 ,library ,bulletin ,no4 #aj4   
,sacramento1 #ahhh4  ,sidenote3         

,authorship and ,date4  ,on the strength
 of certain marked similarities of style
 and diction to the signed poems of     
,cynewulf1 the earlier editors of the   
,andreas assigned the poem to him1 and  
were followed by ,dietrich1 ,grein1 and 
,ten ,brink4 ,but ,fritsche 7,anglia    
,,ii71 arguing from other equally marked
 dissimilarities1 denies its            
,cynewulfian authorship1 and is         
sustained in his position by ,sievers1  
though vigorously opposed by ,ramhorst4 
,more recently ,trautman 7,anglia1      
,beiblatt ,,vi4 #ag7 reasserts the older
 view1 declaring his belief that the    
,fates of the ,apostles1 in which       
,napier has discovered the runic        
signature of ,cynewulf1 is but the      
closing section of the ,andreas4 ,there 
is much to be said in favor of this last
 theory1 which would establish ,cynewulf
 as the author of the entire work2 but  
the whole question is far from being    
settled4 ,we can at least affirm that   
the author was a devout churchman and a 

dweller by the sea1 thoroughly          
acquainted with the poems of ,cynewulf4 
,it is equally impossible to determine  
with any certainty the date of          
authorship1 since the poem is wholly    
lacking in contemporary allusions4 ,nor 
can we base any argument upon its       
language1 since1 in all probability1 its
 present form is but a ,west ,saxon     
transcript of an older ,northumbrian or 
,mercian version4 ,if ,cynewulf         
flourished in the eighth century1 the   
date of the ,andreas is probably not    
much later4 ,the ,vercelli manuscript is
 assigned to the first half of the      
eleventh century4  ,sidenote3 ,sources4 
,fortunately we can speak with more     
assurance about the sources of the poem4
 ,it follows closely1 though not        
slavishly1 the ,acts of ,andrew and     
,matthew1 contained in the ,apocryphal  
,acts of the ,apostles4#a ,like the     
great ,english poets of the fourteenth  
and sixteenth centuries1 the poet of the
 ,andreas has borrowed his story from a 

foreign source1 and like them he has    
added and altered until he has made it  
thoroughly his own and thoroughly       
,english4 ,we can learn from it the     
tastes and ideals of our ,anglo-,saxon  
forefathers quite as well as from a poem
 wholly original in its composition4    
,most clearly do we discover their love 
of the sea4 ,the action of the story    
brings in a voyage1 which the ,greek    
narrative dismisses with a few words1   
merely as a piece of necessary          
machinery4 ,the ,old ,english poem1 on  
the contrary1 expands the incident into 
many lines4 ,a storm is introduced and  
described with great vigor2 we see the  
circling gull and the darting horn-fish2
 we hear the creaking of the ropes and  
the roaring of the waves4#b ,every      
mention of the sea is dwelt upon with   
lingering affection1 and described with 
vivid metaphor4 ,it is now the bosom of 
the flood1 now the whale-road or the    
fish's bath4 ,again it is the welter of 
the waves1 or its more angry mood is    

personified as the ,terror of the       
waters4 ,in the first #ejj lines alone  
there are no less than #dc different    
words and phrases denoting the sea4     
,footnote #a3 ,acta ,apostolorum        
,apocrypha1 ed4 ,tischendorf4 ,leipzig1 
#ahea1 pp4 #acb-aff4 7,for a translation
 of part of the ,acts of ,andrew and    
,matthew1 see ,cook's ,first ,book in   
,old ,english1 ,appendix ,,iii47        
,footnote #b3 ,see #cfi-cha4  ,daybreak 
and sunset1 too1 are described with much
 beauty1 and in one passage at least    
with strong imagination4 ,we can have no
 doubt that the poet was a close watcher
 and keen lover of nature4 ,we can      
imagine him walking on the cliffs beside
 his beloved ocean1 watching for the    
sunrise1 rejoicing in the glory of the  
sky1    ,as heaven's candle shone across
 the floods4#a  ,footnote #a3 ,see #bdc4
  ,i have said1 too1 that he was a      
devout churchman4 ,many of the noble    
hymns and prayers with which the poem   
abounds are largely original1 expanded  

from a mere line or two in the ,greek4  
,many and beautiful are the epithets or 
kennings which he applies to ,god1 taken
 in part from the ,bible1 and in part   
from the imagery of the not wholly      
extinct heathen mythology4  ,thoroughly 
,english is his love of violent action1 
of war and bloodshed4 ,andrew is a      
warrior brave in the battle2 the        
apostles are   ,thanes of the ,lord1    
whose courage for the fight   ,failed   
never1 e'en when helmets crashed in war4
 and their missions are rather military 
expeditions than peaceful pilgrimages4  
,one concrete example will serve well to
 show in what spirit the author has     
dealt with his original4 ,the disciples 
of ,andrew are so terrified by the sea  
that the ,lord 7disguised as a          
shipmaster7 suggests that they shall go 
ashore and await the return of their    
master4 ,in the ,greek the disciples    
answer3 ,if we leave thee1 then shall we
 be strangers to those good things which
 the ,lord hath promised unto us4       

,therefore will we abide with thee1     
wherever thou go4#a ,in the ,old        
,english 3--    ,o whither shall we turn
 us1 lordless men1   ,mourning in heart1
 forsaken quite by ,god1   ,wounded with
 sin1 if we abandon thee8   ,we shall be
 odious in every land1   ,hated of every
 folk1 when sons of men1   ,courageous  
warriors1 in council sit1   ,and        
question which of them did best stand by
   ,his lord in battle1 when the hand   
and shield1   ,worn out by broadswords  
on the battle-plain1   ,suffered sore   
danger in the sport of war4             
7#dje-dad47  ,footnote #a3 ,bede1 ,hist4
 ,eccl4 ,,iv4 #b4  ,there is in the     
,greek no trace of the ,teutonic idea of
 loyalty to a lord1 which is the ruling 
motive of the ,old ,english lines4  ,but
 did the poet read the legend in the    
,greek8 ,the study of that language had1
 it is true1 been introduced into       
,england in the seventh century by      
,archbishop ,theodore#a1 but we can     
hardly assume that this study was very  

general4 ,moreover1 there are several   
important variations between the poem   
and the ,acts of ,andrew and ,matthew1  
facts wanting in the ,greek1 which the  
poet could not possibly have invented4  
,for example1 the poem states that      
,andrew was in ,achaia when he received 
the mission to ,mermedonia4 ,in the     
,greek we find no mention of ,achaia1   
nor is the name ,mermedonia given at    
all4 ,after the conversion of the       
,mermedonians1 the poet says that       
,andrew appointed a bishop over them1   
whose name was ,platan4 ,again the      
,greek is silent4 ,there is1 however1 an
 ,old ,english homily#a of unknown      
authorship and uncertain date1 which    
contains these three facts1 7though the 
name of the bishop is not given74 ,still
 another remarkable coincidence has been
 pointed out by ,zupitza4#b ,in line    
#aahi of the ,andreas1 ,satan is        
addressed as deofles strael 7shaft of   
the devil71 and in the homily also the  
same word 7strael7 is found4 ,but in the

 corresponding passage of the ,greek we 
find ,greek3 ,o ,belia echthrotate 7,o  
most hateful ,belial74 ,from this       
correspondence between the poem and the 
homily1 ,zupitza argues the existence of
 a ,latin translation of the ,greek1    
from which both the ,andreas and the    
homily were made1 assuming that the     
ignorant ,latinist confused ,greek3     
,belia 7,belial7 with ,greek3 ,belos    
7arrow1 shaft171 translating it by telum
 or sagitta4 ,it is hardly probable that
 both the poet and the homilest should  
have made the same mistake4  ,footnote  
#a3 ,bright1 ,anglo-,saxon ,reader1 pp4 
#aac-abh4  ,footnote #b3 ,zeitschrift   
fuer ,deutsches ,altertum1 ,,xxx4 #age4 
,the homily could not have been drawn   
from the poem1 nor the poem from the    
homily1 for in each we find facts and   
phrases of the ,greek not contained in  
the other4 ,for example1 both in the    
,greek and in the homily1 the flood     
which sweeps away the ,mermedonians     
proceeds from the mouth of an alabaster 

image standing upon a pillar1 while in  
the poem it springs forth from the base 
of the pillar itself4 ,on the other     
hand1 most of the dialogue between      
,andrew and the ,lord on shipboard1 as  
well as other important incidents1 are  
wanting in the homily4  ,summing up1    
then1 we have the homily and the poem   
agreeing in some important points in    
which both differ from the ,greek1 but  
so dissimilar in other points that      
neither could have been the source of   
the other4 ,in the light of these       
similarities and variations1 and of     
others which space prevents me from     
mentioning1 we must suppose the homily  
to have been taken from an abridgment of
 the ,latin version1 of which the poet  
saw a somewhat corrupt copy4 ,it is also
 not improbable that this ,latin version
 may have been made from a ,greek       
manuscript varying in some details from 
the legend as it appears in             
,tischendorf's edition4 ,this view is   
sustained by a ,syrian translation1     

which in some respects agrees with our  
hypothetical ,latin version4 ,but this  
,latin version has never been           
discovered1 though some fragments of the
 legend are found in the ,latin of      
,pseudo-,abdias and the ,legenda        
,aurea1#a which curiously enough supply 
several of the facts missing in the     
,greek1 namely1 that ,andrew was        
teaching in ,achaia1 and that the land  
of the ,anthropophagi was called        
,mermedonia4  ,footnote #a3 ,grimm1     
,andreas und ,elene1 ,,xiii-,,xvi4  ,so 
much for the sources of the poem as a   
whole4 ,the poet is also deeply indebted
 to the ,beowulf and to the poems of    
,cynewulf 7unless he be ,cynewulf       
himself7 for lines and phrases          
throughout his work4 ,one example of    
this borrowing will suffice4 ,in line   
#iii1 when ,andrew reaches the prison1  
we read 7translating literally73 ,the   
door quickly opened at the touch of the 
holy saint's hand4 ,in the ,greek3 ,and 
he made the sign of the cross upon the  

door1 and it opened of its own accord4  
,why has the poet omitted the sign of   
the cross8 ,we are unable to answer     
until we read in the ,beowulf 7#gba7    
that at the coming of the monster       
,grendel to ,heorot the door quickly    
opened 444 soon as he touched it with   
his hands4  ,sidenote3 ,the ,poem as a  
,work of ,art4  ,how shall we rank the  
,legend of ,st4 ,andrew among the other 
poems of the ,anglo-,saxons8 and what   
are its chief merits as a work of art8  
,the ,old ,english epics may be divided 
into two general classes3 the heroic    
epic1 of which the ,beowulf is the chief
 example2 and the larger group of       
religious epics1 including the poems of 
,cynewulf1 of ,pseudo-,caedmon1 the     
,judith1 and the ,andreas4  ,in spite of
 occasional ,christian interpolations   
the ,beowulf is essentially pagan1 the  
expression of ,english sentiments and   
ideals before ,augustine led his little 
band of chanting monks through the      
streets of ,canterbury4 ,in the ,andreas

 we see better1 perhaps1 than in any of 
the religious epics1 these same         
sentiments and ideals softened and      
ennobled by the sweet spirit of the     
,christian religion4 ,we see the        
conversion of ,england in the very      
process of its accomplishment4 ,we see  
the beauties of ,paganism and those of  
,christianity blending with each other1 
much as the ,medieval and the           
,renaissance are blended in ,spenser4   
,in the one aspect ,andrew is the       
valiant hero1 like ,beowulf1 crossing   
the sea to accomplish a mighty deed of  
deliverance2 in the other he is the     
saintly confessor1 the patient sufferer1
 whose whole trust is in the ,lord4  ,if
 we compare the poem with the other     
epics of its class1 its most formidable 
competitors are the anonymous ,judith   
and ,cynewulf's ,christ4 ,but ,judith1  
though unquestionably more brilliant1 is
 but a fragment of #cej lines1 and the  
,christ1 in spite of its many beautiful 
passages1 is entirely lacking in        

movement4 ,the ,andreas is complete1    
and1 if we except the long dialogue of  
,andrew and the ,lord at sea1 moves     
steadily towards the end with           
considerable variety of action4 ,if the 
characterization is crude1 the          
descriptions are vivid1 the speeches are
 often vigorous1 and the treatment of   
nature is throughout charming4 ,it seems
 to me eminently suited by its subject  
and manner to stand as an example of the
 ,old ,english religious epic1 an       
example of a form of literature with    
which every serious student of our      
,english poetry should be familiar4 ,for
 ,english literature does not begin with
 ,chaucer4 ,he who would understand it  
well must know it also in its purer     
,english form before the coming of the  
,normans4  ,sidenote3 ,the ,argument4   
,it only remains to give a brief        
synopsis of the poem4 ,it has fallen to 
the lot of ,matthew to preach the       
,gospel to the cannibal ,mermedonians2  
they seize him and his company1 binding 

him and casting him into prison1 where  
he is to remain until his turn comes to 
be eaten 7#a-eh74 ,he prays to ,god for 
help1 and the ,lord sends ,andrew to    
deliver him 7#ei-bcd74 ,andrew and his  
disciples come to the seashore and find 
a bark with three seamen1 who are in    
reality the ,lord and ,his two angels4  
,on learning that ,andrew is a follower 
of ,jesus1 the shipmaster agrees to     
carry him to ,mermedonia 7#bcd-cei74 ,a 
storm arises1 at which the disciples of 
,andrew are greatly terrified2 he       
reminds them how ,christ stilled the    
tempest1 and they fall asleep           
7#cfj-dfd74 ,a dialogue ensues1 in which
 ,andrew relates to the shipmaster many 
of ,christ's miracles 7#dfe-hag74 ,he   
falls asleep1 and is carried by the     
angels to ,mermedonia4 ,on awaking1 he  
beholds the city1 and his disciples     
sleeping beside him4 ,they relate to him
 a vision which they had seen4 ,the     
,lord appears and bids him enter the    
city1 covering him with a cloud         

7#hah-ihi74 ,he reaches the prison1 the 
doors of which fly open at his touch1   
and rescues ,matthew1 whom he sends away
 with all his company 7#iij-ajeg74 ,the 
,mermedonians1 confronted with famine1  
choose one of their number by lot to    
serve as food for the rest4 ,he offers  
his son as a substitute1 but1 as the    
heathen are about to slay their victim1 
,andrew interposes and causes their     
weapons to melt away like wax           
7#ajeh-aaed74 ,instigated by the ,devil1
 they seize ,andrew1 and for three days 
subject him to the most cruel torments  
7#aaee-adfb74 ,on the fourth the ,lord  
comes to his prison and heals him of his
 wounds4 ,beside the prison wall ,andrew
 sees a marble pillar1 which1 at his    
command1 sends forth a great flood1     
destroying many of the people           
7#adfb-aege74 ,andrew takes pity upon   
them and causes the flood to cease4 ,the
 mountain is cleft and swallows up the  
waters1 together with fourteen of the   
worst of the heathen4 ,the others are   

restored to life and baptized4 ,after   
building a church and appointing a      
bishop1 ,andrew returns to ,achaia1     
followed by the prayers of his new      
converts 7#aege-agbb74     ,,the        
,,legend ,,of ,,st4 ,,andrew    ,lo6 we 
have learned of ,twelve in days gone by1
   ,who dwelt beneath the stars1 in     
glory rich1   ,thanes of the ,lord1     
whose courage for the fight   ,failed   
never1 e'en when helmets crashed in war1
   ,from that time when they portioned  
each his place1   ,as ,god himself      
declared to them by lot1   ,high ,king  
of heaven above4 ,renowned men   ,were  
they through all the earth1 and leaders 
bold1   ,brave in the battle1 warriors  
of might1   ,when shield and hand the   
helmet did protect           #aj   ,upon
 the field of fate4 ,of that brave band 
,was ,matthew one1 who first among the  
,jews   ,began to write the ,gospel down
 in words   ,with wondrous power4 ,to   
him did ,holy ,god   ,assign his lot    
upon that distant isle   ,where never   

yet could any outland man   ,enjoy a    
happy life or find a home4   ,him did   
the murderous hands of bloody men       
,upon the field of battle oft oppress   
,right grievously4 ,that country all    
about1   ,the folkstead of the men1 was 
compassed   ,with slaughter and with    
foemen's treachery1           #bj       
,that home of heroes4 ,dwellers in that 
land   ,had neither bread nor water to  
enjoy1   ,but on the flesh and blood of 
stranger men1   ,come from afar1 that   
people made their feast4   ,this was    
their custom3 every foreigner   ,who    
visited that island from without   ,they
 seized as food--these famine-stricken  
men4   ,this was the cruel practice of  
that folk1   ,mighty in wickedness1 most
 savage foes3               #cj   ,with 
javelin points they poured upon the     
ground   ,the jewel of the head1 the    
eyes' clear sight2   ,and after brewed  
for them a bitter draught--   ,these    
wizards by their magic--drink accursed1 
,which led astray the wits of hapless   

men1   ,the heart within their breasts1 
until they grieved   ,no longer for the 
happiness of men2   ,weary for food they
 fed on hay and grass4      ,when to    
this far-famed city ,matthew came1      
#dj   ,there rose great outcry through  
the sinful tribe1   ,that cursed throng 
of ,mermedonians4   ,soon as those      
servants of the ,devil learned   ,the   
noble saint was come unto their land1   
,they marched against him1 armed with   
javelins2   ,under their linden-shields 
they went in haste1   ,grim bearers of  
the lance1 to meet the foe4   ,they     
bound his hands2 with foeman's cunning  
skill   ,they made them fast--those     
warriors doomed to hell--  #ej   ,with  
swords they pierced the jewel of his    
head4   ,yet in his heart he honored    
,heaven's ,king1   ,though of the drink 
envenomed he had drunk1   ,of virtue    
terrible2 steadfast and glad1   ,with   
courage unabashed1 he worshiped still   
,the ,prince of glory1 ,king of heaven  
above2   ,and from the prison rose his  

holy voice4   ,within his noble breast  
the praise of ,christ   ,stood fast     
imprinted2 weeping tears of woe1   ,with
 sorrowful voice of mourning he         
addressed         #fj   ,his ,lord      
victorious1 speaking thus in words3--   
,behold how these fierce strangers knit 
for me   ,a chain of mischief1 an       
ensnaring net4   ,ever have ,i been     
zealous in my heart   ,to do ,thy will  
in all things2 now in grief   ,the life 
of the dumb cattle ,i must lead4        
,thou1 ,lord1 alone1 ,creator of        
mankind1   ,dost know the hidden        
thoughts of every heart4   ,o ,prince of
 glory1 if it be thy will               
#gj   ,that with the sword's keen edge  
perfidious men   ,put me at rest1 ,i am 
prepared straightway   ,to suffer       
whatsoever ,thou1 my ,lord1   ,who      
givest bliss to that high angel-band1   
,shalt send me as my portion in this    
world1   ,a homeless wanderer1 ,o ,lord 
of hosts4   ,in mercy grant to me1      
,almighty ,god1   ,light in this life1  

lest1 blinded in this town   ,by hostile
 swords1 ,i needs must longer bear      
,reviling words1 the grievous calumny   
,of slaughter-greedy men1 of hated foes4
               #hj   ,on ,thee alone1   
,protector of the world1   ,i fix my    
mind1 my heart's unfailing love2   ,so1 
,father of the angels1 ,lord of hosts1  
,bright ,giver of all bliss1 to ,thee ,i
 pray1   ,that ,thou appoint me not     
among my foes1   ,artificers of wrong   
forever damned1   ,the death most       
grievous on this earth of ,thine4       
,after these words there came to his    
dark cell   ,a sacred sign all-glorious 
from heaven1   ,like to the shining sun2
 then was it shown            #ij       
,that holy ,god was working aid for him4
   ,the voice of ,heaven's ,majesty was 
heard1   ,the music of the glorious     
,lord's sweet words1   ,wondrous beneath
 the skies4 ,to ,his true thane   ,brave
 in the fight1 in dungeon harsh         
confined1   ,he promised help and       
comfort with clear voice3--   ,matthew1 

,my peace on earth ,i give to thee2     
,let not thy heart be troubled1 neither 
mourn   ,too much in mind2 ,i will abide
 with thee1   ,and ,i will loose thee   
from these bonds that bind      #ajj    
,thy limbs1 and loose all that great    
multitude   ,that dwells with thee in   
strait captivity4   ,to thee ,i open by 
,my holy power   ,the meadow radiant of 
,paradise1   ,brightest of splendors1   
dwelling-place most fair1   ,that home  
most blessed1 where thou mayst enjoy    
,glory and bliss to everlasting life4   
,suffer this people's cruelty2 not long 
,can faithless men afflict thee sinfully
   ,with chains of torment by their     
crafty wiles4   ,straight will ,i send  
unto this heathen town           #aaj   
,andrew to be thy comfort and defense2  
,he will release thee from thine        
enemies4   ,thou hast not long to wait2 
in very truth   ,but seven and twenty   
days fulfil the time1   ,when1          
sorrow-laden1 thou shalt go from hence1 
,under ,god's care1 with victory        

adorned4   ,the ,holy ,one1 ,defense of 
all mankind1   ,the angels' ,lord1      
departed to the land   ,high in the     
heavens--,he is the ,king by right1     
#abj   ,steadfast ,he rules supreme in  
all the world4      ,exalted high was   
,matthew at the voice   ,new-heard4 ,the
 veil of darkness slipped away1         
,vanished in haste2 and straightway came
 the light1   ,the murmuring sound of   
early reddening dawn4   ,the host       
assembled2 heathen warriors   ,thronged 
in great crowds2 their battle-armor     
sang2   ,their spears they brandished1  
angry in their hearts1   ,under the roof
 of shields2 they fain would see        
,whether those hapless men were yet     
alive1   ,who fast in chains within     
their prison-walls          #acj   ,had 
dwelt a while in comfortless abode1     
,and which one they might first for     
their repast   ,rob of his life after   
the time ordained4   ,they had set down1
 those slaughter-greedy foes1   ,in     
runic characters and numerals   ,the    

death-day of those men1 when they should
 serve   ,as food unto that             
famine-stricken tribe4   ,then clamored 
loudly that cold-hearted brood2         
,throng pressed on throng2 their cruel  
counsellors   ,recked not at all of     
mercy or of right4   ,oft did their     
souls1 led by the devil's lore1         
#adj   ,under the dusky shadows         
penetrate1   ,when in the might of      
beings ever-cursed   ,they put their    
trust4 ,they found that holy man1       
,prudent of mind1 within his prison     
dark1   ,awaiting bravely what the      
radiant ,king1   ,creator of the angels1
 should vouchsafe4   ,then was          
accomplished1 all except three nights1  
,the appointed time1 the season         
foreordained1   ,which those fierce     
wolves of war had written down1   ,at   
end of which they planned to break his  
bones1      #aej   ,and1 parting        
straight his body and his soul1   ,to   
portion out as food to old and young    
,the body of the slain1 a welcome feast2

   ,they cared not for the soul1 those  
greedy men1   ,how after death the      
spirit's pilgrimage   ,might be decreed4
 ,so every thirty nights   ,they held   
their feast2 most fierce was their      
desire   ,to tear with bloody jaws the  
flesh of men             #afj   ,to be  
their food4 ,then ,he1 who with strong  
might   ,stablished this world1 was     
mindful how that saint   ,abode in      
misery 'mongst stranger men1   ,fast    
bound in chains--that saint who for ,his
 sake   ,had suffered from the ,hebrews1
 had withstood   ,the magic incantations
 of the ,jews4      ,where in ,achaia   
holy ,andrew dwelt1   ,guiding his      
people in the way of life1              
#agj   ,a voice was heard from out the  
heavens above4   ,to him1 that steadfast
 saint1 the ,lord of hosts1   ,glory of 
kings1 ,creator of mankind1   ,unlocked 
the treasure of ,his heart1 and thus    
,in words ,he spake3--,thou shalt go    
forth and bear   ,my peace1 and         
journeying shalt fare where men1        

,devourers of their kind1 possess the   
land1   ,and hold their home secure by  
murderous might4   ,this is the custom  
of that multitude3   ,within their land 
they spare no stranger's life1   ,but   
when those evil-doers chance to find    
,a helpless wight in ,mermedonia1       
#ahj   ,death must be dealt and cruel   
murder done4   ,i know that 'mongst     
those townsmen1 fast in chains1   ,thy  
brother dwells1 that saint victorious4  
,it lacks but three nights of the time  
ordained1   ,when1 midst that people1 by
 the hard-gripped spear1   ,in struggle 
with the heathens1 he must needs   ,send
 forth his soul all ready to depart2    
,unless thou come before the appointed  
time4      ,straightway did ,andrew     
answer him again3   ,my ,lord1 how can  
,i o'er the ocean deep                  
#aij   ,my course accomplish1 to that   
distant shore1   ,as speedily as ,thou1 
,o ,king of glory1   ,creator of the    
heavens1 dost command8   ,that road     
thine angel can more easily   ,traverse 

from heaven2 he knows the watery ways1  
,the salt sea-streams1 the wide path of 
the swan1   ,the battle of the surf     
against the shore1   ,the terror of the 
waters1 and the tracks   ,across the    
boundless land4 ,these foreign men      
,are not my trusty friends1 nor do ,i   
know   ,in any wise the counsels of this
 folk2                #bjj   ,to me the 
cold sea-highways are unknown4      ,him
 answered then the everliving ,lord3--  
,alas1 ,o ,andrew1 that thou shouldst be
 slow   ,to undertake this journey1     
since for ,god1   ,almighty ,one1 it    
were not hard to bring   ,that city     
hither1 'neath the circling sun1   ,unto
 this country1 o'er the ways of earth-- 
,the princely city famous1 with its     
men--   ,if ,he1 the ,lord of ,glory1   
with a word                 #baj        
,should bid it4 ,so thou mayst not      
hesitate   ,to undertake this journey1  
nor art thou   ,too weak in wit1 if thou
 but keepest well   ,the faithful       
covenant with thy ,lord4 ,be thou       

,prepared against the hour1 for there   
can be   ,no tarrying on this errand4   
,thou shalt go   ,and bear thy life into
 the grasp of men   ,full violent1 where
 'gainst thee shall be raised   ,the    
strife of warfare1 with the battle-din  
,of heathens1 and the warriors' martial 
might4   ,even to-morrow with the early 
dawn1                   #bbj   ,at the  
sea's border thou shalt straightway go  
,on shipboard1 and upon the waters cold1
   ,over the ocean#a1 break thy speedy  
way4   ,thou hast ,my blessing over all 
the earth1   ,wherever thou shalt fare6 
,the ,holy ,one1   ,ruler and ,guardian1
 archangels' ,king1   ,the world's      
,defense1 betook ,him to ,his home1     
,that glorious home1 where souls of     
righteous men   ,after the body's fall  
shall life enjoy4   ,so in that town    
this mission was decreed                
#bcj   ,unto the noble champion2 not    
abashed   ,in mind was he1 but steadfast
 for the deed   ,heroic2 hardy-hearted1 
firm in soul1   ,no skulker he from     

battle1 but prepared   ,for warfare1 in 
,god's struggle stout and bold4         
,footnote #a3 ,lit4 bath-road4      ,so 
at the dawning1 when the day first      
broke1   ,he gat him o'er the sand-downs
 to the sea1   ,valiant in heart1 and   
with him went his thanes   ,to walk upon
 the shingle1 where the waves   ,loud   
thundered1 and the streams of ocean beat
   ,against the shore4 ,full glad was   
that brave saint   ,to see upon the     
sands a galley fair                     
#bdj   ,wide-bosomed4 ,then1 behold1    
resplendent dawn1   ,brightest of       
beacons1 came upon her way1   ,hasting  
from out the murky gloom of night1      
,and heaven's candle shone across the   
floods4   ,three seamen saw he there1 a 
glorious band1   ,courageous men1 upon  
their ocean-bark   ,sitting all ready to
 depart1 like men   ,just come across   
the deep4 ,the ,lord himself   ,it was1 
the everlasting ,lord of hosts1         
,almighty1 with ,his holy angels twain4 
,in raiment they were like seafaring    

men1              #bej   ,these heroes1 
like to wanderers on the waves1   ,when 
in the flood's embrace they sail with   
ships   ,upon the waters cold to distant
 lands4      ,then he who stood there1  
eager1 on the shore1   ,upon the        
shingle1 greeted him and said3--        
,whence come ye1 men in seamanship      
expert1   ,seafaring on your            
ocean-coursing bark1   ,your lonely     
ship8 whence has the ocean-stream       
,wafted you o'er the welter of the      
waves8      ,then answered him again    
,almighty ,god1               #bfj   ,in
 such wise that the saint who heard ,his
 words   ,wist not what one of speaking 
men it was   ,with whom he was          
conversing on the strand4   ,from the   
land of ,mermedonia are we come1        
,borne hither from afar2 our high-prowed
 ship   ,carried us o'er the whale's    
road with the flood1   ,our sea-horse   
fleet1 all girt about with speed1       
,until we reached the country of this   
folk1   ,sea-beaten1 as the wind did    

drive us on4      ,then ,andrew humbly  
answered him again3--            #bgj   
,i fain would beg thee1 though but      
little store   ,of jewels or of treasure
 ,i can give1   ,that thou wouldst bring
 us in thy lofty ship1   ,over the      
ocean#a on thy high-beaked boat1   ,unto
 that people2 thou shalt meed receive   
,from ,god1 if kindness thou but show to
 us   ,upon our journey4    ,footnote   
#a3 ,lit4 whale's home4                 
,the ,defense of kings1   ,maker of     
angels1 answered from ,his ship3--      
,wide-faring foreigners can never dwell 
,there in that country1 nor enjoy the   
land2            #bhj   ,but in that    
city they must suffer death   ,who      
thither bring their lives from distant  
shores4   ,and dost thou wish to        
traverse the wide main1   ,that thou    
mayst spill thy life in bitter war8     
,to him did ,andrew answer give again3--
   ,our hearts' strong hope and yearning
 drives us forth   ,to seek that country
 and that far-famed town1   ,if thou1   

most noble sir1 wilt show to us   ,thy  
gracious kindness on the wave-tossed    
deep4      ,then from ,his vessel's     
prow1 the angels' ,lord1      #bij      
,the ,savior of mankind1 replied to     
him3--   ,gladly and freely we will     
carry thee   ,across the ocean#a1 e'en  
to that far land   ,which thy desire    
doth urge thee so to seek1   ,when thou 
shalt give us the accustomed sum1   ,thy
 passage-money2 so upon our bark   ,we  
seamen will grant honor unto you4       
,footnote #a3 ,lit4 fish's bath4        
,then straightway ,andrew spake to him  
in words1   ,that friendless saint3--,i 
have no beaten gold1       #cjj   ,no   
treasures1 neither wealth nor           
sustenance1   ,no golden clasps1 no     
land1 nor bracelets woven1   ,that thy  
desire ,i now may satisfy1   ,thy       
worldly wishes1 as thou sayst in words4 
,the ,prince of ,men gave answer where  
,he sat   ,upon the gangway1 o'er the   
dashing surge3--   ,how comes it thou   
wouldst visit1 my dear friend1   ,the   

sea-hills1 boundaries of the            
ocean-streams1   ,to seek a vessel by   
the cold sea-cliffs               #caj  
,all penniless8 ,hast thou no store of  
bread   ,to comfort thee upon the       
ocean-road1   ,or pure drink for thy    
thirst8 ,the life is hard   ,for him who
 journeys far upon the flood4      ,in  
answer then did ,andrew1 wise in wit1   
,unlock to him the treasure of his      
words3--   ,it is not seemly that with  
arrogance   ,and words of taunting thou 
demand reply1   ,when ,god hath given   
thee abundant wealth   ,and worldly     
fortune2 better for each man            
#cbj   ,that with humility he kindly    
greet   ,a traveler bound to other lands
 far off1   ,as ,christ commanded1 ,lord
 most glorious4   ,we are ,his thanes1  
chosen as champions2   ,he is the ,king 
by right1 ,author and ,lord   ,of       
wondrous glory1 one eternal ,god   ,of  
all created things2 by ,his sole might  
,he comprehendeth all the heavens and   
earth   ,with holy strength1 ,giver of  

victory4   ,he spake the word himself1  
and bade us fare           #ccj         
,throughout the spacious earth1         
converting souls3--   ',go now to all   
the corners of the earth1   ,far as the 
waters compass it about1   ,far as the  
meadows lie along the roads1   ,and     
preach the glorious ,faith throughout   
the towns   ,upon earth's bosom2 ,i am  
your defense4   ,no gold nor silver     
treasures need ye bear   ,upon this     
journey4 ,i will freely give   ,all     
things that ye may need4' ,lo1 thou     
thyself   ,mayst hear the story of our  
journeying                #cdj   ,with  
thoughtful mind4 ,right quickly shall ,i
 learn   ,what kindness thou wilt show  
us on our way4      ,the ,lord eternal  
answered him again3--   ,if ye are      
thanes of ,him who did exalt   ,his     
glory o'er the world1 as ye declare1    
,and ye have kept the ,holy ,one's      
commands1   ,i'll gladly bear you o'er  
the ocean-streams1   ,as ye do beg me4  
,then upon the bark   ,they went1 bold1 

valiant men2 the heart of each          
#cej   ,was filled with joy upon the    
tossing main4   ,then ,andrew1 on the   
rolling of the waves1   ,begged for that
 seaman mercy from the ,king   ,who     
rules in glory2 thus he spake in        
words3--   ,may ,god1 the ,lord of men1 
give unto thee   ,exceeding             
honor--happiness on earth1   ,riches in 
glory--since thou hast made known   ,thy
 goodness to me on my journeying6   ,he 
sat him by the ,guardian of the sea1    
,that noble saint beside his noble      
,lord4   ,i never heard men tell of     
comelier ship               #cfj        
,laden with sumptuous treasures4 ,in it 
sat   ,great heroes1 glorious lords1 and
 beauteous thanes4   ,then spake the    
ever-living noble ,lord1   ,almighty    
,king2 he bade his angel go1   ,his     
glorious retainer1 go and give   ,meat  
to the desolate to comfort him   ,upon  
the seething flood1 that he might bear  
,the life upon the rushing of the waves 
,with greater ease4 ,then was the       

ocean#a stirred   ,and deeply troubled1 
then the horn-fish played1       #cgj   
,shot through the raging deep2 the      
sea-gull gray1   ,greedy for slaughter1 
flew in circling flight4   ,the candle  
of the sky grew straightway dark1   ,the
 winds waxed strong1 the waves whirled1 
and the surge   ,leapt high1 the ropes  
creaked1 dripping with the waves2   ,the
 ,terror of the waters rose1 and stood  
,above them with the might of           
multitudes4   ,the thanes were sore     
afraid1 not one of them   ,dared hope   
that he would ever reach the land1   ,of
 those who by the sea had sought a ship 
,with ,andrew1 for as yet they did not  
know             #chj   ,who pointed out
 the course for that sea-bark4          
,footnote #a3 ,lit4 whale-sea4          
,when he had eaten1 then the faithful   
thane1   ,saint ,andrew1 thanked the    
noble ,counselor1   ,upon the ocean1 on 
the oar-swept sea3--   ,for this repast 
may ,god1 the righteous ,lord1   ,ruler 
of hosts1 who sheds the light of life1  

,grant thee reward1 and give thee for   
thy food   ,the bread of heaven1 e'en as
 thou hast shown   ,good will and       
kindness to me on the deep4             
#cij   ,my thanes1 these warriors young1
 are sore afraid2   ,loud roars the     
raging1 overwhelming sea2   ,the ocean  
is all troubled1 deeply moved2   ,and   
weary is my band1 my company   ,of      
valiant-hearted men1 afflicted sore4    
,the ,lord of men gave answer from the  
helm3--   ,our ship shall bear us back  
across the flood   ,unto the land1 and  
there thy men can wait   ,upon the shore
 until thou come again4                 
#djj   ,straightway those men gave      
answer unto him1   ,thanes              
much-enduring2 they would not consent   
,to leave alone upon the vessel's prow  
,their master dear1 and choose          
themselves the land4   ,o whither shall 
we turn us1 lordless men1   ,mourning in
 heart1 forsaken quite by ,god1         
,wounded with sin1 if we abandon thee8  
,we shall be odious in every land1      

,hated of every folk1 when sons of men1 
,courageous warriors1 in council sit    
#daj   ,and question which of them did  
best stand by   ,his lord in battle1    
when the hand and shield1   ,worn out by
 broadswords on the battle-plain1       
,suffered sore danger in the sport of   
war4      ,then spake the noble ,lord1  
the faithful ,king2   ,straightway ,he  
lifted up ,his voice and said3--   ,if1 
as thou sayst1 thou art indeed a thane  
,of ,him who sits enthroned in majesty1 
,all-glorious ,king1 expound ,his       
mysteries1   ,how 'neath the sky ,he    
taught speech-uttering men4     #dbj    
,long is this journey o'er the fallow   
flood2   ,comfort the hearts of thy     
disciples2 great   ,is yet our way      
across the ocean-stream1   ,and land is 
far to seek2 the sea is stirred1   ,the 
waves beat on the shore4 ,yet easily    
,can ,god give aid to men who sail the  
deep4      ,then ,andrew wisely         
stablished by his words   ,his          
followers1 those heroes glorious3--     

,ye did consider when ye put to sea     
,that ye would bear your life unto a    
folk              #dcj   ,of foemen2 ye 
would suffer death for love   ,of ,god1 
would give your life within the realm   
,of dark-skinned ,ethiopians4 ,i know   
,myself that there is ,one who shieldeth
 us1   ,the ,maker of the angels1 ,lord 
of hosts4   ,rebuked and bridled by the 
,king of might1   ,the ,terror of the   
waters shall grow calm1   ,the leaping  
sea4 ,so once in days of yore   ,within 
a bark upon the struggling waves   ,we  
tried the waters1 riding on the surge1  
,and very fearful seemed the sad        
sea-roads4            #ddj   ,the       
ocean-floods beat fierce against the    
shores2   ,oft wave would answer wave2  
and whiles upstood   ,from out the      
ocean's bosom1 o'er our ship1   ,a      
,terror on the breast of our sea-boat4  
,there on that ocean-courser bode ,his  
time   ,the glorious ,god1 ,creator of  
mankind1   ,almighty ,one4 ,the men were
 filled with fear1   ,they sought       

protection1 mercy from the ,lord4   ,and
 when that company began to call1   ,the
 ,king straightway arose1 and stilled   
the waves1    #dej   ,the seething of   
the waters--,he who gives   ,bliss to   
the angels2 ,he rebuked the winds2      
,the sea subsided1 and the boundaries   
,of ocean-stream grew calm4 ,then       
laughed our soul1   ,when under heaven's
 course our eyes beheld   ,the winds and
 waves and ,terror of the deep          
,affrighted by the ,terror of the ,lord4
   ,therefore ,i say to you in very     
sooth1   ,the ever-living ,god does not 
forsake   ,a man on earth1 if courage   
fail him not4             #dfj          
,thus spake the holy champion1 wise of  
heart1   ,he taught his thanes1 that    
blessed warrior2   ,he stablished his   
men1 till suddenly   ,sleep came upon   
them weary by the mast4   ,the sea grew 
still1 the onset of the waves   ,turned 
back again1 rough tumult of the flood4  
,then was the soul of that brave saint  
rejoiced1   ,after that time of terror2 

wise in wit1   ,in counsel prudent1 he  
began to speak   ,and thus unlocked the 
treasure of his words3--        #dgj    
,i never found a better mariner1   ,more
 skilled than thou in sea-craft1 as ,i  
think1   ,a stouter oarsman1 one more   
wise in words1   ,sager in counsel4 ,i  
will beg of thee   ,yet one more boon1  
hero most excellent2   ,though little   
treasure ,i can give to thee1   ,jewels 
or beaten gold1 ,i fain would win   ,thy
 friendship1 if ,i might1 most glorious 
lord4   ,so shalt thou gain good gifts1 
and blessed joy        #dhj   ,in       
heavenly glory1 if of thy great lore    
,thou'rt bountiful to weary voyagers4   
,one art ,i fain would learn of thee1   
brave sir2   ,that since the ,lord1 the 
,maker of mankind1   ,hath given might  
and honor unto thee1   ,thou shouldst   
instruct me how thou pointest out   ,the
 course of this thy billow-riding ship1 
,thy sea-horse wet with spray4 ,though  
sixteen times1   ,in former days and    
late1 ,i've been to sea1            #dij

   ,and rowed with freezing hands upon  
the deep1   ,the ocean-streams--this    
makes one voyage more--   ,yet even so  
mine eyes have ne'er beheld   ,a mighty 
captain steering at the stern   ,like   
unto thee4 ,loud roars the surging      
flood1   ,beats on the shore2 this      
sea-boat is full fleet2   ,it fareth    
foamy-necked most like a bird1   ,and   
glides upon the deep4 ,i surely know1   
,i never saw upon the ocean-road   ,such
 wondrous skill in any seafarer4        
#ejj   ,it is as though the ship were on
 the land1   ,where neither storm nor   
wind can make it move1   ,nor           
water-floods can break it1 lofty-prowed2
   ,yet on the sea it hasteth under     
sail4   ,and thou art young1 defense of 
warriors1   ,not old in winters1 rider  
of the surge2   ,yet in thy heart thou  
hast the noble speech   ,of princes1 and
 dost wisely understand   ,all words    
employed by men upon the earth4         
,him answered then the everlasting      
,lord3--           #eaj   ,full oft it  

happens when we sail the sea   ,that    
with our ships1 our ocean-coursing      
steeds1   ,we break our way across the  
watery roads#a--   ,we and our          
seamen--when the tempest comes1   ,and  
many times we suffer sore distress      
,upon the waves1 though sailing bravely 
on   ,we end our journey2 for the       
seething flood   ,can hinder no man     
'gainst the ,maker's will4   ,the power 
of life ,he holds--,he who doth bind    
,the billows1 and doth threaten and     
rebuke   ,the dusky waves4 ,with justice
 ,he shall rule           #ebj   ,the   
nations--,he who raised the firmament1  
,and made it fast with ,his own hands2  
who wrought   ,and did uphold2 and with 
,his glory filled   ,bright             
,paradise--so was the angels' home      
,made blessed by ,his sole eternal      
might4    ,footnote #a3 ,lit4 bath-road4
      ,the truth is manifest and clear  
to all1   ,that thou art thane most     
excellent of ,him1   ,the ,king who sits
 enthroned in majesty2   ,because the   

swelling ocean knew thee straight1      
,the circuit of the raging ocean knew   
#ecj   ,that thou didst have the ,holy  
,spirit's gifts4   ,the sea1 the        
mingling waves1 turned back again2      
,still grew the ,terror1 the            
wide-bosomed flood2   ,the waves        
subsided straightway when they saw      
,that ,god had girt thee with ,his      
covenant1   ,he who did stablish by ,his
 own strong might   ,the blessedness of 
glory without end4      ,then spake with
 holy voice the champion   ,valiant of  
heart2 he magnified the ,king   ,who    
rules in glory1 speaking thus in        
words3--         #edj   ,blest art      
,thou1 ,king of men1 ,redeeming ,lord2  
,thy power endureth ever2 near and far  
,thy name is holy1 bright with majesty1 
,renowned in mercy 'mong the tribes of  
men4   ,there lives no man beneath the  
vault of heaven1   ,ruler of nations1   
,savior of men's souls1   ,no one of    
mortal race1 who can declare   ,how     
gloriously ,thou dealest ,thy good      

gifts1   ,or tell their number4 ,it is  
manifest   ,that ,thou has been most    
gracious to this youth4       #eej      
,and hast adorned him with ,thy holy    
grace1   ,young as he is2 for he is wise
 in wit   ,and in discourse of words4 ,i
 never found   ,a mind more prudent in a
 man so young4      ,the ,glory of      
kings1 the ,source and ,end of all1     
,gave answer from the ship and boldly   
asked3--   ,tell1 if thou canst1 ,o     
prudent-minded thane1   ,how on the     
earth it ever came to pass   ,that      
faithless men1 the nation of the ,jews1 
,raised blasphemy against the ,son of   
,god               #efj   ,with hearts  
of wickedness4 ,unhappy men1   ,cruel1  
malicious1 they did not believe   ,in   
,him who gave them life1 that ,he was   
,god1   ,though many miracles among the 
tribes   ,he showed full clear and      
manifest2 but they1   ,guilt-laden men1 
knew not the ,royal ,child1   ,him that 
was born a comfort and defense   ,unto  
mankind1 to all who dwell on earth4     

,in wisdom and in power of speech       
increased   ,the noble ,prince2 and aye 
the ,lord of might           #egj       
,showed forth his wonders to that       
stubborn folk4      ,straightway did    
,andrew answer him again3--   ,how could
 it happen 'mong the tribes of men      
,that thou1 my friend1 hast never heard 
men tell   ,the ,savior's power1 how ,he
 made known ,his grace   ,throughout the
 world--,son of the ,mighty ,one4       
,speech gave ,he to the dumb2 the deaf  
did hear2   ,the halt and lepers ,he    
made glad in heart1   ,those who long   
time had suffered1 sick of limb1        
,weary and weak1 fast bound in misery4  
#ehj   ,throughout the towns the blind  
received their sight1   ,full many men  
upon the plains of earth   ,he woke from
 death by ,his almighty word2   ,and    
many another miracle ,he showed1        
,royally famous1 by ,his mighty         
strength4   ,water ,he blessed before   
the multitude1   ,and bade it turn to   
wine1 a better kind1   ,for happiness of

 men4 ,likewise ,he fed   ,five thousand
 of mankind with fishes twain           
#eij   ,and with five loaves2 the       
companies sat down   ,with hearts       
fatigued1 rejoicing in their rest1      
,all weary after wandering2 on the      
ground   ,where pleased them best the   
men received their food4   ,lo1 thou    
mayst hear1 good sir1 how1 while ,he    
lived1   ,the ,lord of glory by ,his    
words and deeds   ,showed love to       
us-ward1 led us by ,his lore   ,to that 
fair home of joy where men may dwell    
,freely with angels in high             
blessedness--   ,even they who after    
death go to the ,lord4            #fjj  
,again the ,ruler of the waves unlocked 
,the treasure of ,his words1 and boldly 
spake3--   ,that ,i may truly know1 ,i  
pray thee tell   ,whether thy ,lord     
showed forth ,his miracles--   ,which on
 the earth for comfort of mankind       
,full many times ,he worked--before     
men's sight1   ,where bishops1 scribes1 
and princes held discourse   ,sitting in

 council4 ,for it seems to me   ,that   
out of envy they contrived this guile1  
#faj   ,led by deep error and the       
,devil's lore2   ,those men foredoomed  
to death too readily   ,gave ear to     
wicked traitors2 their ill fate         
,deceived1 misled them1 gave them       
counsel false2   ,weary 'mong weary men 
they soon must bear   ,torments and     
biting flames in ,satan's arms4         
,straightway did ,andrew answer him     
again3--   ,i tell thee truly that ,he  
ofttimes worked   ,wonder on wonder in  
the sight of men1                 #fbj  
,before their rulers2 and in secret too 
,the ,lord of men did deeds of public   
good1   ,which he devised for their     
eternal peace4      ,him answered then  
the sure ,defense of kings3--   ,couldst
 thou1 wise hero1 warrior strong of     
heart1   ,tell me in words the wonders  
that ,he showed   ,in secret1 when1 as  
oft1 ye sat alone   ,in converse with   
the ,lord who rules the skies8          
,straightway did ,andrew answer him     

again3--   ,why dost thou question me   
with crafty speech1   ,my dearest lord1 
thou who dost truly know                
#fcj   ,by virtue of thy wisdom every   
hap4      ,the ,ruler of the waves      
replied to him3--   ',tis not in blame  
that ,i thus question thee1   ,nor to   
insult thee on the ocean-road4#a   ,my  
mind is blithe and blossoming with joy  
,at thy most noble speech2 not ,i am    
blithe   ,alone1 for every man is glad  
in heart   ,and comforted in soul who   
far or near   ,remembers in his heart   
what that ,one did1   ,god's ,son on    
earth4 ,souls unto ,him were turned2    
#fdj   ,with eagerness they sought the  
joys of heaven1   ,the angels' home1 by 
aid of ,his great might4    ,footnote   
#a3 ,lit4 whale-road4      ,straightway 
did ,andrew answer ,him again3--   ,in  
thee ,i see an understanding heart   ,of
 wondrous power1 the gift of victory2   
,with wisdom blooms thy breast1 with    
brightest joy4   ,lo1 ,i will tell to   
thee from first to last   ,the words and

 wisdom of the noble ,lord1             
#fej   ,as ,i have heard it oft from    
,his own mouth   ,when ,he conversed    
with men upon the earth4   ,oft did     
great multitudes1 unnumbered throngs1   
,assemble to the council of the ,lord1  
,and hear the teachings of the ,holy    
,one4   ,the ,shield of kings1 bright   
,giver of all bliss1   ,went to another 
house1 where many men1   ,wise elders1  
came to meet ,him1 praising ,god2   ,and
 ever men were joyful1 glad of heart1   
,at the ,lord's coming4                 
,likewise it befell               #ffj  
,that once of yore the ,lord of victory1
   ,the mighty ,king1 went on a         
pilgrimage2   ,eleven glorious champions
 alone   ,of ,his own people on that    
journey went2   ,he was ,himself the    
twelfth4 ,when we were come   ,unto the 
kingly city where was built   ,the      
temple of the ,lord with pinnacles      
,high towering1 famous 'mong the tribes 
of men1   ,beauteous in splendor--with  
reviling words   ,the high priest       

straight began to mock at ,him          
#fgj   ,insultingly1 from out his wicked
 heart2   ,he oped his inmost thoughts  
and mischief wove2   ,for in his heart  
he knew we followed aye   ,the footsteps
 of our ever-righteous ,lord1   ,his    
teachings we performed2 straightway he  
raised   ,his baneful voice infect with 
wickedness3--   ',lo1 ye are wretched   
more than all mankind2   ,ye go upon    
wide wanderings1 and ye fare   ,on many 
toilsome journeys2 ye give ear   ,unto a
 stranger's teachings 'gainst our law2  
,a prince without a portion ye proclaim2
               #fhj   ,ye say1 in sooth1
 that with the ,son of ,god   ,ye daily 
converse hold6 ,the rulers know   ,from 
what beginning his high race is sprung4 
,in this land he was nourished1 and was 
born   ,a child among his kindred2 at   
their home   ,thus are his father and   
his mother called--   ,as we have       
learned by prudent questioning--   ,mary
 and ,joseph2 other children twain      
,were born his brothers in that family1 

#fij   ,simon and ,jacob--,joseph's sons
 they are4'   ,so spake the counsellors 
of men1 the lords   ,ambitious1 and they
 thought to hide the might   ,of ,god2  
their sin returned to them again   ,from
 whom it rose1 an everlasting bane4     
,then did the ,prince1 the ,lord of     
hosts1 depart   ,with all ,his thanes   
from out the council-hall1   ,strong in 
,his might1 to seek an unknown land4    
,by wonders manifold and mighty deeds   
,in deserts wild ,he showed that ,he was
 ,king            #gjj   ,by right      
throughout the world1 made strong with  
power1   ,ruler and ,author of bright   
majesty1   ,eternal ,god of all created 
things4   ,likewise ,he showed before   
the sight of men   ,unnumbered other    
works miraculous4      ,upon another    
journey then ,he went   ,with a vast    
throng1 and in the temple stood1   ,the 
glorious ,prince4 ,the sound of words   
arose   ,within the lofty building2     
sinful men   ,would not receive the holy
 ,savior's words1   ,though ,he had     

shown so many tokens true               
#gaj   ,while they looked on4 ,upon the 
temple wall   ,on either side the ,lord 
victorious saw   ,an image of ,his      
angels wondrous carved1   ,brightly     
adorned and beautifully wrought2   ,then
 to the multitude he spake in words3--  
',this is the likeness of the angel-race
   ,most widely known to dwellers in    
this town4   ,in ,paradise their names  
are ,cherubim                  #gbj     
,and ,seraphim2 before the face of ,god 
,they stand1 strong-souled1 and with    
their voices praise   ,in holy song the 
might of ,heaven's ,king1   ,and ,god's 
protecting hand4 ,here is carved out    
,the holy angels' form2 the thanes of   
glory   ,are chiseled on the wall by    
handicraft4'      ,the ,lord of hosts1  
the ,holy ,spirit of heaven1   ,spake   
yet again unto the multitude3--   ',now 
,i command a sign to be disclosed1   ,a 
miracle before the throng of men1       
#gcj   ,that from the wall this image   
shall descend   ,all beautiful to earth1

 and speak a word1   ,shall tell them   
truly of ,my parentage1   ,that men     
throughout the land may then believe6'  
,the ancient image durst not disobey    
,the ,savior's words1 but leapt from off
 the wall1   ,stone cleft from stone2   
upon the earth it stood1   ,a wonder in 
the sight of all the throng2   ,then    
came a voice loud sounding from the     
stone1       #gdj   ,rebuking them in   
words2 and wondrous seemed   ,the       
statue's speech to those proud-hearted  
men4   ,with tokens manifest it taught  
the priests1   ,warned them with wisdom2
 thus it spake in words3--   ',accursed 
are ye and wretched in your thoughts1   
,deceived with tricks1 or else with     
clouded mind   ,no better do ye know4   
,ye call ,god's ,son   ,eternal but a   
man--,him who marked out   ,with ,his   
own hands the sea and solid ground1     
,both heaven and earth1 the stormy      
ocean-waves1   ,the salt sea-streams1   
and the high firmament4         #gej    
,he is that self-same ,god all-powerful 

,whom in the early days your fathers    
knew2   ,to ,abraham1 to ,isaac1 and to 
,jacob   ,he gave ,his grace1 and       
honored them with wealth2   ,to ,abraham
 ,he first declared in words   ,the     
covenant of his race1 that of his seed  
,the ,god of glory should be born2 this 
fate   ,is now fulfilled among you1     
manifest2   ,and lo6 your eyes can now  
behold the ,god   ,of victory1 who rules
 the heavens on high4'           #gfj   
,after these words the crowd stood      
listening2   ,all silent were they      
through the spacious hall4   ,the elders
 then began again to say1   ,those      
sinful men--the truth they did not      
know6--   ,that it was magic art and    
sorcery   ,that made the shining stone  
to talk to men4   ,evil was blossoming  
in their hearts1 and hate   ,welled hot 
as fire within their wicked breasts1    
,a serpent1 foe to joy1 a poison dire2  
#ggj   ,and by their words of mocking   
were revealed   ,their doubting hearts  
and thoughts of wickedness1   ,with     

murder girt about4 ,then did the ,lord  
,command the stone1 that mighty work1 to
 go   ,along the way1 from out the open 
place1   ,to tread the paths of earth1  
the meadows green1   ,to bear ,god's    
message into ,canaan land1   ,and in    
,god's name command that ,abraham   ,and
 his descendants twain should rise again
   ,from out their sepulchre1 and leave 
their place       #ghj   ,of rest       
beneath the earth1 take up their limbs1 
,receive a soul again and youth's       
estate2   ,that those wise patriarchs   
should come once more   ,among mankind1 
to tell the folk what ,god   ,it was    
that they had known by ,his own might4  
,it went and journeyed on the           
border-paths   ,as mighty ,god1 ,creator
 of mankind1   ,commanded it1 until it  
came to ,mamre   ,all dazzling bright1  
as ,god had bidden it4   ,there had the 
bodies of those patriarchs              
#gij   ,long time lain hid4 ,it bade    
them straight arise   ,from out the     
earth1 those princes1 ,abraham1         

,isaac1 and ,jacob1 leaving their deep  
sleep   ,to meet their ,god2 it bade    
them to prepare   ,to come before the   
presence of the ,lord2   ,for they must 
tell the folk ,who at the first         
,brought forth this earth all-green1 and
 heaven above1   ,and where that ,ruler 
was who stablished firm   ,all that     
great work4 ,they durst not long delay  
,fulfilment of the glorious ,king's     
command4            #hjj   ,so went     
those prophets three1 those valiant men1
   ,and trod the earth2 they let their  
sepulchres   ,stand open1 for they would
 straightway proclaim   ,the ,father of 
creation4 ,then the folk   ,with fear   
was stricken1 when those ,princes old   
,honored the ,king of glory with their  
words4   ,the ,lord of might bade them  
forthwith return   ,to blessedness1 to  
seek a second time   ,the happiness of  
heaven in holy peace1   ,and there to   
live in bliss for evermore4             
#haj      ,lo1 thou mayst hear1 dear    
youth1 how ,he performed   ,by ,his     

commands full many miracles2   ,yet even
 so those people blind of heart   ,did  
not believe ,his teachings4 ,i could    
tell   ,many more deeds which ,he1 the  
,prince of heaven1   ,wrought on the    
earth--a great and famous tale3   ,such 
deeds as thou couldst never understand1 
,nor comprehend in heart1 though thou   
art wise4   ,thus ,andrew all day long  
showed forth the lore   ,of holy ,jesus 
in his words1 until   ,a sleep came     
sudden o'er him as he sailed            
#hbj   ,upon the whale's road nigh to   
,heaven's ,king4      ,the ,lord of life
 then bade ,his angels bear   ,that     
saint beloved over the beating waves1   
,and gently carry him upon their breasts
   ,under the ,father's care across the 
floods1   ,while sleep was on him weary 
of the sea4   ,so journeying through the
 air he reached the land   ,and came    
unto the city1 which the ,king   ,of    
angels bade him seek2 the messengers    
,departed joyful to their home on high4 
#hcj   ,they left the holy man1 that    

gracious saint1   ,beside the highway1  
'neath the vault of heaven1             
,peacefully sleeping near the city wall 
,and near his foes malignant all night  
long1   ',till ,god sent forth the      
candle of the day   ,brightly to shine4 
,vanished the shadows dark   ,beneath   
the welkin2 then the torch of heaven1   
,the clear light of the sky1 came forth 
and shone   ,above the town4 ,the       
warrior brave awoke   ,and gazed upon   
the fields2 before the gates            
#hdj   ,steep hills high towered2 about 
the hoary cliff   ,stood buildings      
wrought of many-colored tiles1   ,great 
towers1 and wind-swept walls4 ,the sage 
straight knew   ,that he had reached the
 ,mermedonian land1   ,e'en as the      
,father of mankind declared1   ,when ,he
 prescribed that journey4 ,on the ground
   ,he saw his own disciples1 valiant   
men1   ,beside him deep in sleep4 ,he   
straight began   ,to wake the warriors2 
thus he spake in words3--       #hej    
,lo1 ,i can tell you one truth manifest1

   ,that yesterday upon the ocean-stream
   ,a noble ,hero bore us o'er the sea4 
,the ,glory of kings1 the ,ruler of     
mankind1   ,was sailing in that ship2 ,i
 knew ,his words1   ,though ,he did hide
 the beauty of ,his face4      ,his     
noble followers answered him again1     
,giving reply from out their inmost     
souls3--   ,our journey1 ,andrew1 will  
we tell to thee1   ,that wisely thou    
mayst understand in heart3--            
#hfj   ,a sleep came o'er us weary of   
the sea1   ,and eagles came across the  
struggling waves   ,in flight1 exulting 
in their mighty wings1   ,and while we  
slept they took our souls away2   ,with 
joy they bore us flying through the air1
   ,gracious and bright1 rejoicing in   
their speed2   ,and gently they caressed
 us1 while they hymned   ,continual     
praise2 there was unceasing song        
,throughout the sky2 a beauteous host   
was there1       #hgj   ,a glorious     
multitude4 ,the angels stood   ,about   
the ,prince1 the thanes about their     

,lord1   ,in thousands2 in the highest  
they gave praise   ,with holy voice unto
 the ,lord of lords2   ,the angel-band  
rejoiced4 ,we there beheld   ,the holy  
patriarchs and a mighty troop   ,of     
martyrs2 to the ,lord victorious   ,that
 righteous throng sang never-ending     
praise2   ,and ,david too was with them1
 ,jesse's son1   ,the ,king of ,israel1 
blessed warrior1                  #hhj  
,come to ,christ's throne4 ,likewise we 
saw you twelve   ,all standing there    
before the ,son of ,god1   ,full        
glorious men of great nobility2         
,archangels holy throned in majesty     
,did serve you2 happy is it for the man 
,who may enjoy that bliss4 ,high joy was
 there1   ,glory of warriors1 an exalted
 life2   ,nor was there sorrow there for
 any man4   ,drear exile1 open torment  
is the lot   ,of him who must be        
stranger to those joys1            #hij 
,and wander wretched when he goes from  
hence4      ,exceeding glad was holy    
,andrew's heart   ,within his breast1   

soon as he heard the speech   ,of his   
disciples1 that above all men   ,god    
should so high esteem them1 and this    
word   ,spake then the brave defense of 
warriors3--   ,lo1 now ,i clearly see1  
,lord ,god1 that ,thou1   ,glory of     
kings1 wast very nigh to me   ,on the   
ocean-road1 when on that ship ,i went2  
,though on the beating sea ,i did not   
know              #ijj   ,the ,lord of  
angels1 ,savior of men's souls6   ,be   
gracious unto me1 ,almighty ,god1       
,bright ,king of mercy6 on the          
ocean-stream   ,full many words ,i      
spake2 but now ,i know   ,who bore me   
o'er the sea-floods on ,his ship   ,with
 honor high2 ,he is for all mankind   ,a
 ,spirit of comfort2 there is ready     
help1   ,and mercy from the ,highest    
unto all   ,who seek of ,him--the gift  
of victory4      ,straightway before his
 eyes the ,lord appeared1      #iaj     
,the ,prince of glory1 ,king of all that
 lives1   ,like to a youth in form1 and 
thus he spake3--   ,hail to thee1       

,andrew1 and thy faithful band2         
,rejoice in heart1 for ,i am thy        
defense1   ,that wicked foes may never  
harm thy soul1   ,fierce-hearted workers
 of iniquity4      ,then fell to earth  
that hero wise in words1   ,begging     
protection1 and he asked his ,lord3--   
,how did it happen1 ,ruler of mankind1  
#ibj   ,that1 sinning 'gainst the       
,savior of men's souls1   ,i knew ,thee 
not upon the ocean-way   ,good as ,thou 
art8 there spake ,i many words1   ,more 
than ,i should in presence of my ,god4  
,him answered straightway ,god          
all-powerful3--   ,thou didst not sin so
 grievously as when   ,thou madest      
protest in ,achaian land   ,that on far 
journeyings thou couldst not go1   ,nor 
come unto the town1 accomplishing   ,thy
 way within three days1 the time        
ordained1         #icj   ,as o'er the   
struggling waves ,i bade thee fare4     
,thou knowest better now that easily    
,i can advance and further any man      
,who is ,my friend whithersoe'er ,i     

will4   ,quickly arise1 and straightway 
learn ,my will1   ,man highly blessed2  
so shall the ,father bright   ,adorn    
thee with ,his wondrous gifts1 with     
strength   ,and wisdom unto all         
eternity6   ,go thou into the town1     
within the walls1   ,where bides thy    
brother2 for ,i know full well          
#idj   ,matthew thy kinsman is afflicted
 sore   ,with deadly wounds at wicked   
traitors' hands1   ,beset with cunning  
snares4 ,him shalt thou seek   ,and     
loose from hate of foes1 with all that  
band   ,who dwell with him in strangers'
 cruel chains   ,balefully bound4       
,forthwith he shall receive   ,in this  
world recompense1 and high reward   ,in 
heaven1 as ,i have promised unto him4   
,now1 ,andrew1 thou shalt straightway   
risk thy life     #iej   ,into the      
foeman's grasp2 for thee is war         
,ordained with grievous sword-blows2    
with sore wounds   ,thy body shall be   
rent2 thy blood shall flow   ,in floods 
like water4 ,but those foes may not     

,give o'er thy life to death1 though    
heavy strokes1   ,the blows of sinful   
men1 thou undergo4   ,endure that grief2
 let not the heathens' might   ,turn    
thee aside1 nor bitter strife of spears1
   ,that thou depart from ,god who is   
thy ,lord4   ,be eager aye for glory1   
bear in mind                  #ifj      
,how it was widely known to many men1   
,through many lands1 that sinners mocked
 at ,me   ,bound fast in chains1 reviled
 ,me with their words1   ,struck ,me and
 scourged ,me2 with their taunting      
speech   ,those sinful men could not    
declare the truth4   ,when 'mong the    
,jews ,i hung upon the cross1   ,when   
high the rood was raised1 a certain man 
,let forth the blood from out ,my       
wounded side   ,upon the ground4 ,full  
many grievous woes   ,i suffered on the 
earth2 ,i wished to give                
#igj   ,a high example to you by ,my    
grace1   ,which shall be known 'mong men
 of foreign land4   ,many there are     
within this famous town   ,whom thou    

shalt turn unto the light of heaven     
,in ,my name1 though they have in days  
gone by   ,accomplished many deeds of   
violence4   ,the ,holy ,one departed1   
,king of kings1   ,in blessedness to    
seek the heavens above1   ,that purest  
home2 there is for every man   ,glory   
enow1 for those who can attain4         
#ihj      ,that much-enduring man1 brave
 for the fight1   ,obeyed ,god's word2  
he went into the town   ,forthwith1 that
 steadfast warrior1 with might          
,endowed1 courageous-hearted1 true to   
,god2   ,he walked along the street1 the
 path his guide1   ,in such wise that no
 one could him behold1   ,no sinful man 
could see1 for on the mead   ,the ,lord 
victorious had covered him1   ,that     
chief beloved1 with ,his protecting care
   ,and ,his high favor4 ,so the noble  
saint                #iij   ,nigh to the
 prison pressed his way in haste1   ,the
 champion of ,christ4 ,he saw a band    
,of heathens gathered1 seven warders    
there   ,before the gate2 death snatched

 them all away2   ,they perished        
powerless2 the fierce rush of death     
,clutched them all bloody4 ,then the    
holy saint   ,prayed to the gracious    
,father in his heart2   ,he praised on  
high the goodness and the power   ,of   
,heaven's ,king4 ,the door forthwith    
gave way   ,at holy ,andrew's touch2    
then entered in               #ajjj     
,the hero brave with thoughts of courage
 bold4   ,the heathens there were       
sleeping drunk with blood2   ,with their
 own blood they stained the field of    
death4      ,matthew he saw within that 
murderous den1   ,the warrior stout1    
within the prison mirk1   ,singing the  
praise of ,god1 and worshiping   ,the   
angels' ,king4 ,alone he sat in grief   
,in that drear dwelling4 ,on this earth 
once more   ,his brother dear he saw--a 
holy saint   ,beheld a holy saint--and  
hope grew strong4            #ajaj   ,up
 rose he quick to meet him1 thanking    
,god   ,that 'neath the sun they had at 
last beheld   ,each other hale and      

sound4 ,new joy and love   ,dwelt with  
those brethren twain2 each in his arms  
,enclosed the other2 they embraced and  
kissed4   ,unto the heart of ,christ    
both saints were dear4   ,a holy        
radiance bright as heaven above   ,shone
 round about them1 and their hearts     
welled up   ,with joy4 ,then first did  
,andrew greet in words        #ajbj     
,his noble comrade1 that ,god-fearing   
man3   ,he told him of the battle that  
must come1   ,the fight of hostile      
men3--           99       99       99   
99       99      ,after these words     
those brothers knelt and prayed1        
,those thanes of glory1 and they sent   
their prayer   ,up to the ,son of ,god2 
and ,matthew too   ,within the prison   
called upon his ,god1                   
#ajcj   ,sought from the ,savior succor 
and relief   ,before he should be slain 
by battle-might   ,of heathen men4 ,then
 from the prison strong1   ,freed from  
their bonds1 protected by the ,lord1    
,he led two hundred men and forty-eight 

,rescued from woe2 not one he left      
behind   ,within the prison-walls fast  
bound in chains2   ,and women too1      
besides this multitude1   ,fifty less   
one he saved1 o'erwhelmed with fear4    
#ajdj   ,glad were they to depart1 in   
haste they went1   ,nor waited longer in
 that house of woe   ,the outcome of the
 struggle4 ,matthew went   ,leading that
 multitude1 as ,andrew bade1   ,under   
,god's keeping2 on that longed-for way  
,he covered them with clouds1 lest      
enemies1   ,their ancient foes1 should  
come to work them harm   ,with arrows'  
flight2 there did those valiant saints  
,take counsel with each other1 faithful 
friends1   ,before they parted2 each of 
those brave men           #ajej         
,stablished the other with the hope of  
heaven2   ,the pains of hell they warded
 off by words4   ,so did the warriors   
with them1 battle-brave1   ,tried       
champions1 with their holy voices praise
   ,the ,lord of fate1 whose glory ne'er
 shall end4      ,glad-hearted1 ,andrew 

walked about the town   ,unto the place 
where he had heard was met   ,a         
concourse of his cruel enemies1         
#ajfj   ,until he found beside the      
border-path   ,a brazen pillar standing 
near the road4   ,he sat him by its     
side2 pure love had he   ,and           
contemplation high1 the angels' bliss2  
,there waited he1 within the city-walls1
   ,what deed of war should be          
vouchsafed to him4      ,then gathered  
straight the leaders of the folk        
,their mighty troops2 unto the prison   
strong   ,the faithless host of heathen 
warriors   ,came fully armed1 where late
 their captive thralls    #ajgj   ,had  
suffered woe within the prison mirk4    
,they weened and wished1 those          
stubborn-hearted foes1   ,that they     
might make those foreign men their meat1
   ,food for the multitude2 their hope  
was vain1   ,for1 coming with their     
troops1 those spearmen fierce   ,found  
prison-doors wide open1 and the work    
,of hammers all unloosed1 the watchmen  

dead4   ,so back they turned1 those     
luckless warriors1   ,robbed of their   
joy1 to bear the tidings sad2   ,they   
told the folk that of the stranger men1 
#ajhj   ,the men of foreign speech1 not 
one they found   ,remaining in that     
prison-house alive2   ,but there upon   
the ground all stained with gore1       
,lifeless the watchmen lay1 robbed of   
their souls1   ,mere slaughtered bodies4
 ,at that sudden news   ,dismayed was   
many a captain of the host1   ,sad and  
cast down at thoughts of famine stern1  
,that pale guest at the board4 ,no      
better way   ,they knew than on the dead
 to make their feast   ,for their own   
sustenance2 in a single hour            
#ajij   ,the bed of death was spread by 
cruel fate   ,for all those watchmen4   
,then1 as ,i have heard1   ,a gathering 
of the townsmen was proclaimed2   ,the  
heroes came1 a host of warriors         
,riding on horses1 brave men on their   
steeds   ,exchanging speech2 skilled    
were they at the spear4   ,so in the    

meeting-place the people all   ,were    
gathered1 and they bade the lot decide  
,among them1 who should first give up   
his life         #aajj   ,for food unto 
the rest2 they cast the lots   ,with    
hellish craft2 before their heathen gods
   ,they counted them4 ,behold1 the lot 
did fall   ,upon an aged chieftain1 one 
who was   ,a counselor among the noble  
lords1   ,in front rank of the host4    
,soon was he bound   ,in fetters fast1  
despairing of his life4      ,then cried
 that chieftain fierce with voice of    
woe1   ,proclaiming he would give his   
own young son   ,into their power as    
ransom for his life4              #aaaj 
,with thankful hearts they took his     
offering1   ,for greedily they lusted   
after food1   ,sad-minded men2 no joy   
had they in wealth1   ,nor hope in      
hoarded riches2 they were sore          
,oppressed with hunger1 for the famine  
dire   ,held cruel sway4 ,then many a   
warrior   ,and hero battle-bold was     
fired in heart   ,to struggle for the   

life of that young man2   ,the sign of  
woe was published far and wide          
,throughout the town to many a hero     
brave1             #aabj   ,that they   
should seek in troops the young man's   
death1   ,that1 young and old1 they     
should receive their share   ,as food to
 keep their lives4 ,the heathen priests 
,straightway collected there a multitude
   ,of dwellers in that town2 loud      
shouts arose4      ,bound there before  
the throng the youth began   ,to sing   
with mournful voice a song of woe2      
,the wretched thrall begged succor of   
his friends2   ,but no relief nor mercy 
could he find   ,from that fierce folk  
to give him back his life4      #aacj   
,those monstrous fiends had sought      
hostility2   ,it was their purpose that 
the sword's sharp edge   ,made hard by  
blows1 and stained with marks of fire1  
,in foeman's hand should take his life  
away4   ,but ,andrew thought it         
grievous1 hard to bear1   ,a public     
wrong1 that one so innocent   ,should   

forthwith lose his life4 ,that people's 
hate   ,was very fierce2 the warriors1  
valiant thanes         #aadj   ,lusting 
for murder1 rushed upon the youth2      
,they wished straightway to break his   
head with spears4   ,but ,god1 the ,holy
 ,one1 from heaven above   ,defended him
 against the heathen throng2   ,he bade 
their weapons melt away like wax   ,in  
the fierce onset1 that his bitter foes  
,should scathe him not with might of    
hostile swords4   ,so from his woe and  
from that people's hate   ,the youth was
 loosed4 ,to ,god1 the ,lord of lords1  
#aaej   ,be thanks for all1 because ,he 
giveth might   ,to every man who wisely 
seeketh aid   ,from ,him on high6 ,there
 is eternal peace   ,ever prepared for  
those who can attain4      ,then in that
 town was lamentation heard1   ,loud    
outcry of the throng2 heralds proclaimed
   ,and mourned the lack of food2 there 
stood they sad1   ,held fast by hunger2 
the high-towering halls--   ,their      
wine-halls--all were empty2 they        

possessed   ,no wealth to enjoy at that 
unhappy hour4              #aafj   ,the 
wise men sat apart in council sad1      
,talked of their woe2 no joy was in     
their land4   ,thus would one hero oft  
another ask3--   ,let him who has good  
counsel in his heart1   ,and wisdom1    
hide it not6 ,the hour is come          
,exceeding woful2 great is now the need 
,that we should hear the words of       
prudent men4      ,then to that band the
 ,devil straight appeared   ,all black  
and ugly1 and he had the form   ,of one 
accursed4 ,the ,prince of death began1  
#aagj   ,the limping imp of hell1 with  
wicked heart   ,to accuse the holy man2 
this word he spake3--   ,a certain      
prince is come into your town1   ,a     
stranger journeying from a distant land2
   ,andrew ,i heard him called4 ,he     
worked you scath   ,but lately1 when he 
led a company   ,great beyond measure   
from your prison strong2   ,and now     
these deeds of harm ye may with ease    
,wreak on their author2 let your        

weapons' point1       #aahj   ,your     
hard-edged iron1 hew his body down1     
,doomed to destruction4 ,go now boldly  
forth1   ,that ye may overcome your foe 
in war4      ,straightway did ,andrew   
answer him again3--   ,why dost thou    
impudently teach this folk1   ,and urge 
them unto battle8 ,hast thou felt   ,the
 fiery torment hot in hell1 and yet     
,leadest an army forth1 a troop to war8 
,thou art a foe to ,god1 the ,lord of   
hosts2   ,why dost thou thus heap up thy
 wretchedness8   ,shaft of the devil1   
whom ,almighty ,god                     
#aaij   ,bent humble down and into      
darkness hurled1   ,where the ,king of  
kings did cover thee with chains2   ,and
 they who keep the covenant of ,god     
,have called thee ,satan ever since that
 hour4      ,again the ,adversary by his
 words1   ,with fiendish craft urged on 
the folk to fight3--   ,now do you hear 
the foeman of your tribe1   ,him who has
 wrought most harm unto this host6      
,andrew it is1 who thus disputes with me

   ,in cunning words before the throng  
of men4           #abjj   ,then to the  
townsmen was the signal given2      ,up 
leaped they valiant with the shout of   
hosts1   ,and to the city-gates the     
warriors thronged   ,bold 'neath their  
banners2 with their spears and shields1 
,in mighty troops they pressed unto the 
fight4      ,then spake the ,lord of    
hosts1 ,almighty ,god1   ,and said these
 words unto ,his valiant thane3--   ,o  
,andrew1 thou shalt do a deed of might2 
,shrink not before this host1 but thy   
brave heart   ,strengthen against the   
strong6 ,the hour is nigh       #abaj   
,when these blood-thirsty men shall     
weigh thee down   ,with torments and    
cold chains4 ,reveal thyself1   ,make   
firm thy soul1 and strengthen thy brave 
heart1   ,that they may recognize ,my   
power in thee6   ,they cannot and they  
may not1 crime-stained men1   ,deal     
death unto thy body 'gainst ,my will1   
,though thou shalt suffer many evil     
blows   ,from murderers4 ,lo1 ,i abide  

with thee6      ,after these words there
 came a countless throng1   ,false      
leaders with their troops of shield-clad
 men1   #abbj   ,angry at heart4        
,straight rushed they out and bound     
,saint ,andrew's hands1 soon as the joy 
of lords   ,revealed himself1 and they  
could see him there   ,boldly           
triumphant4 ,many a warrior   ,lusted   
for battle on that field of death1      
,among the host of men4 ,little they    
cared   ,what recompense hereafter they 
should find4   ,they gave command to    
lead their hated foe   ,over the        
country1 and from time to time          
#abcj   ,to drag him fiercely as they   
could contrive4   ,savage1 they haled   
him1 cruel-hearted foes1   ,through     
mountain-caves1 about the stony cliffs1 
,far as their stone-paved streets and   
highways stretched--   ,the ancient work
 of giants--through the town4   ,a      
tumult and a mighty outcry rose         
,within the city from the heathen host4 
,with grievous wounds was ,andrew's body

 pained1   ,broken and wet with blood1  
which welled in streams    #abdj   ,all 
hot with gore2 yet had he in his breast 
,courage undoubting2 and his noble mind 
,was free from sin1 though he was doomed
 to bear   ,such bitter suffering from  
his heavy wounds4      ,thus all day    
long till radiant evening came   ,was   
,andrew scourged2 and yet a second day  
,pain pierced his breast1 until the     
gleaming sun   ,with heavenly radiance  
to his setting went4   ,then to the     
prison did those people lead   ,their   
hated foe2 yet to the heart of ,christ  
#abej   ,was he full dear2 within his   
holy breast   ,his soul shone bright--a 
mind invincible4   ,so all night long   
the hero brave of heart1   ,that holy   
saint1 dwelt 'neath the gloomy shades1  
,beset with cunning snares4 ,snow bound 
the earth   ,in wintry storms2 the air  
grew bitter cold   ,with heavy showers  
of hail2 the rime and frost1   ,those   
warriors hoary1 locked the homes of men1
   ,the people's dwellings2 frozen were 

the lands   ,with icicles2 the water's  
might shrank up             #abfj       
,within the rivers1 and the ice bridged 
o'er   ,the gleaming water-roads4 ,the  
noble saint   ,abode blithe-hearted1    
planning valiant deeds1   ,bold and     
courageous in his misery1   ,throughout 
the wintry night2 nor did he e'er1      
,dismayed by terror1 cease to praise the
 ,lord1   ,and ever worship ,him1 as at 
the first1   ,with righteous heart1     
until the radiant gem   ,of glory rose4 
,then came a mighty troop1   ,a throng  
of warriors thirsting after blood1      
#abgj   ,with clamor loud unto the      
prison mirk4   ,they gave command to    
lead the noble saint1   ,that steadfast 
man1 into his foemen's grasp2   ,and    
once again he suffered all day long1    
,beaten with grievous blows2 his blood  
welled out   ,in streams o'er all his   
body4444   444,worn with wounds   ,he   
scarce felt any pain4 ,then from his    
breast   ,the sound of weeping issued   
faintly forth1   ,a stream welled up1   

and thus he spake in words3--     #abhj 
,o ,god1 my ,lord1 behold now mine      
estate1   ,ruler of hosts1 ,thou who    
dost understand   ,and know the misery  
of every man2   ,i trust in ,thee1 ,thou
 ,author of my life1   ,that1 in ,thy   
mercy and ,thy glorious power1   ,o     
,savior of mankind1 ,thou never wilt    
,forsake me1 everlasting ,god of might2 
,so while my life shall last ,i ne'er   
will leave1   ,o ,god1 ,thy gracious    
teachings6 ,lo1 ,thou art               
#abij   ,a shield against the weapons of
 the foe   ,for all ,thy saints1 eternal
 ,source of joy4   ,let not man's foe1  
the first-born child of sin1   ,revile  
me now1 nor by his fiendish craft       
,cover with woe the men who spread ,thy 
praise4      ,then in their midst the   
ugly fiend appeared1   ,that wicked     
traitor damned to torments sharp2       
,before the host he taught the warriors1
   ,the ,devil of hell1 and this word   
did he speak3--   ,come1 smite the      
wicked wretch upon his mouth1           

#acjj   ,the foeman of this folk2 too   
much he talks6      ,then was the strife
 stirred up once more anew1   ,and      
violence arose1 until the sun   ,went to
 his setting 'neath the gloomy earth2   
,night shrouded all1 and spread o'er    
mountains steep1   ,a dusky brown4 ,then
 to the prison mirk   ,once more the    
brave and righteous saint was led1      
,and all night long that true man had to
 dwell   ,within his wretched den1 the  
house unclean4           #acaj          
,then came unto the hall with other six 
,that demon vile1 mindful of evil deeds1
   ,the lord of murder1 shrouded in deep
 gloom1   ,the ,devil fierce1 bereft of 
majesty1   ,and to the saint he spake   
reviling words3--   ,andrew1 why didst  
thou plan thy coming here1   ,into the  
power of foes8 ,where is that fame      
,which in thy arrogance thou didst set  
up1   ,when thou wouldst overthrow our  
gods' renown8   ,thou hast claimed all  
things for thyself alone1       #acbj   
,the land and people1 as thy master did2

   ,he set up royal power upon the      
earth1   ,as long as it might           
stand--,christ was his name4   ,herod1  
the king1 deprived him of his life1     
,he overcame the ,king of the ,jews in  
war1   ,robbed him of power1 and nailed 
him on the rood1   ,that on the cross he
 might give up his life4   ,so now ,i   
bid my sons1 my mighty thanes1   ,to    
vanquish thee1 his follower1 in the     
fight4   ,let javelin-point and arrow   
poison-dipped             #accj         
,pierce his doomed breast6 ,advance1 ye 
bold of heart1   ,that ye may humble low
 this warrior's pride6                  
,fierce-souled were they1 and quickly   
rushed they on   ,with greedy hands2 but
 ,god defended him1   ,guiding him      
steadfast by ,his own strong might4     
,soon as they recognized upon his face  
,the glorious token of ,christ's holy   
cross1   ,they all were terrified in the
 attack1   ,sorely afraid1 thrown       
headlong into flight4           #acdj   
,the ancient fiend1 the prisoner of     

hell1   ,began once more to sing his    
mournful song3--   ,what happened1 ,o my
 warriors so bold1   ,my                
shield-companions1 that ye fared so ill8
      ,an ill-starred wretch1 a fiend of
 wicked heart1   ,gave answer then1 and 
to his father said3--   ,we shall not   
quickly work him any harm1   ,nor slay  
him by our wiles2 go thou to him2       
,there wilt thou surely find a bitter   
fight1   ,a savage battle1 if again thou
 dar'st                 #acej   ,to risk
 thy life against that lonely man4      
,much better counsel in the play of     
swords   ,we easily can give thee1 lord 
beloved3   ,before thou shalt resort to 
open war   ,and battle-rush1 see to it  
how thou fare   ,in that exchange of    
blows2 but let us go   ,again1 that we  
may mock him fast in bonds1   ,and taunt
 him with his misery2 have words        
,ready devised against that wicked      
wretch4      ,then with a mighty voice  
cried out that fiend       #acfj        
,weighed down with torments1 and this   

word he spake3--   ,long time1 ,o       
,andrew1 hast thou been well versed     
,in arts of sorcery2 thou hast deceived 
,and led astray much people2 but thou   
shalt   ,no longer now have power upon  
such works1   ,for grievous torments are
 decreed for thee   ,according to thy   
deeds4 ,with weary heart1   ,joyless1   
degraded1 thou shalt suffer woes1   ,the
 bitter pangs of death4 ,my warriors    
,are ready for the battle2 they will    
soon   ,deprive thee of thy life by     
valiant deeds4            #acgj   ,what 
man on earth so mighty that he may      
,release thee from thy bonds1 if ,i     
oppose8      ,straightway did ,andrew   
answer him again3--   ,almighty ,god    
with ease can rescue me   ,from all my  
grief--,he who in days of yore          
,fettered thee fast with fiery chains in
 woe4   ,there1 shorn of glory1 bound   
with torments fierce1   ,in exile hast  
thou dwelt e'er since the day           
#achj   ,when thou didst set at naught  
the word of ,god1   ,of ,heaven's ,king2

 then did thy woe begin1   ,and to thy  
exile there shall be no end2   ,but thou
 shalt still heap up thy wretchedness   
,to everlasting life1 and evermore      
,thy lot shall grow yet harsher day by  
day4   ,then fled that fiend who in the 
years long past   ,began a deadly feud  
against his ,god4      ,then at the     
dawning1 when the day first broke1   ,a 
troop of heathens came to find the      
saint1   ,a mighty throng1 and gave     
command to lead             #acij       
,that valiant-hearted thane a third time
 forth4   ,they wished straightway to   
overcome the soul   ,of that bold       
saint--but it was not to be4   ,then was
 the battle stirred up once again1      
,cruel and very fierce4 ,the holy man1  
,bound fast with cunning skill1 was     
sorely scourged1   ,pierced through with
 wounds1 until the daylight failed2     
,and1 sad of heart1 he cried aloud to   
,god   ,bravely from prison with his    
holy voice2   ,weary of soul1 he spake  
these words with tears3--     #adjj     

,ne'er have ,i suffered by ,god's holy  
will   ,a lot more grievous under       
heaven's vault1   ,in lands where ,i    
have had to preach ,his law6   ,my limbs
 are wrenched apart1 my body sore   ,is 
broken1 and my flesh is stained with    
blood2   ,my thews are torn and bloody4 
,lo1 ,thou too1   ,ruler of victory1    
,redeeming ,lord1   ,wast filled with   
grief among the ,jews that day   ,when  
from the cross1 ,thou1 everlasting ,god1
   ,glory of kings1 creation's mighty   
,lord1               #adaj   ,called to 
the ,father1 and thus spake to him 3--  
',father of angels1 source of light and 
life1   ,oh why hast ,thou forsaken me1 
,i pray8'   ,torments most cruel ,i have
 had to bear   ,for three long days4 ,i 
beg thee1 ,lord of hosts1   ,that ,i may
 give my soul into ,thy hands1   ,thy   
very hands1 ,thou ,nourisher of souls6  
,for ,thou didst promise by ,thy holy   
word1   ,when ,thou didst stablish us1  
the chosen ,twelve1   ,that we should   
ne'er be scathed by foeman's sword1     

#adbj   ,no member of our bodies be     
destroyed1   ,no bone nor sinew left    
beside the way2   ,that no lock should  
be lost from off our heads1   ,if we    
would keep ,thy teachings faithfully4   
,my sinews now are loosed1 my blood is  
spilled   ,my hair lies scattered wide  
upon the ground1   ,and death were      
dearer far than this sad life4          
,then spake a voice unto that steadfast 
man2   ,the ,king of glory's words      
resounded clear3--          #adcj       
,weep not1 ,o man beloved1 at this thy  
woe2   ,too hard it is not for thee2    
with ,my aid1   ,with ,my protection1 ,i
 will hold thee up1   ,and compass thee 
about with ,my great might4   ,all power
 is given to ,me upon this earth1   ,and
 glorious victory4 ,full many a man     
,shall bear ,me witness at the judgment 
day1   ,that all this beauteous world1  
the heavens and earth1   ,shall fall in 
ruin1 before a single word   ,which ,i  
have spoken with ,my mouth shall fail4  
#addj   ,look now where thou hast       

walked1 and where thy blood   ,was      
spilled1 where from thy wounds the path 
was stained   ,with spots of blood4 ,no 
more harsh injury   ,can they do unto   
thee by stroke of spears   ,who most    
have harmed thee by their cruel deeds4  
,then looked behind him that dear       
champion1   ,even as the glorious ,king 
commanded him2   ,fair flowering trees  
beheld he standing there1   ,with       
blossoms decked1 where he had shed his  
blood4      ,then spake in words that   
shield of warriors3--      #adej        
,ruler of nations1 thanks and praise to 
,thee   ,and glory in heaven both now   
and evermore1   ,for that ,thou didst   
not leave me in my woe1   ,alone1 a     
stranger1 ,lord of victory6   ,so to the
 ,lord that doer of great deeds   ,gave 
praise with holy voice until the sun    
,in glorious brightness went beneath the
 waves4      ,then yet a fourth time    
those fierce-hearted foes1   ,the       
leaders of the folk1 brought back the   
prince   ,unto his prison2 for they     

hoped to turn               #adfj   ,in 
the dark night the hero's mighty soul4  
,then came the ,lord unto that          
prison-house1   ,glory of warriors1 and 
with words of cheer   ,the ,guide of    
life1 the ,father of mankind1   ,greeted
 ,his thane and bade him once again     
,soundness enjoy3--,from henceforth and 
for aye   ,thou shalt no more bear woe  
from armed men4      ,freed from the    
bondage of his grievous pains1          
#adgj   ,the mighty saint arose and     
thanked his ,god4   ,his beauty was not 
marred1 nor was the hem   ,loosed from  
his cloak1 nor lock from off his head2  
,no bone was broken1 and no bloody      
wounds   ,were in his body1 and no      
injured limb   ,wet with his blood      
through wounding stroke of sword2   ,but
 there he stood by ,god's most noble    
might   ,whole as before1 giving to ,him
 the praise4      ,lo1 ,i awhile the    
story of the saint--   ,the song of     
praise of him who did the deeds--       
,have set forth here in words1 a tale   

well known1      #adhj   ,beyond my     
power2 much is there yet to tell--   ,a 
weary task--what he in life endured1    
,from the beginning on6 ,a wiser man    
,upon the earth than ,i account myself  
,must in his heart invent it1 one who   
knows   ,from the beginning all the     
misery   ,which bravely he endured in   
cruel wars4   ,yet in small parts we    
further must relate   ,a portion of that
 tale4 ,it has been told   ,already how 
he suffered many woes                   
#adij   ,from grievous warfare in the   
heathen town4      ,beside the          
prison-wall set wondrous fast   ,he saw 
great pillars1 work of giants old1      
,all beaten by the storms4 ,with one of 
these   ,he converse held1 mighty and   
bold of heart2   ,prudent and wondrous  
wise1 he spake these words3--   ,give   
ear1 thou marble stone1 to ,god's       
command1   ,before whose presence all   
created things--   ,the heavens and     
earth--stand trembling1 when they see   
,the ,father with a countless multitude 

#aejj   ,visit the race of men upon the 
earth6   ,let streams well forth from   
out thy firm support1   ,a gushing      
river2 for the ,king of heaven1         
,almighty ,god1 commands thee that      
straightway   ,upon this                
stubborn-hearted folk thou send   ,water
 wide-flowing for the people's death1   
,a rushing sea4 ,lo1 thou art better far
   ,than gold or treasure6 for the ,king
 ,himself1   ,the ,god of glory1 wrote  
on thee1 and showed           #aeaj     
,his mysteries forth in words2 ,almighty
 ,god   ,in ten commandments showed ,his
 righteous law1   ,gave it to ,moses1   
and true-hearted men   ,kept it         
thereafter1 mighty warriors1   ,joshua  
and ,tobias1 faithful thanes1           
,god-fearing men4 ,now dost thou truly  
know   ,that in the days of old the     
angels' ,king   ,decked thee more fair  
than all the precious stones4   ,now at 
,his holy bidding thou shalt show       
#aebj   ,if thou hast any knowledge of  
thy ,god6      ,then was there no delay2

 straightway the stone   ,split open1   
and a stream came rushing out   ,and    
flowed along the ground2 at early dawn  
,the foaming billows covered up the     
earth2   ,the ocean-flood waxed great2  
mead was outpoured   ,after that day of 
feasting6 ,mail-clad men   ,shook off   
their slumbers2 water deeply stirred    
,seized on the earth2 the host was sore 
dismayed   ,at terror of the flood2 the 
youths were doomed1       #aecj   ,and  
perished in the deep2 the rush of war   
,snatched them away with tumult of the  
sea4   ,that was a grievous trouble1    
bitter beer2   ,the ready cup-bearers   
did not delay2   ,from daybreak on each 
man had drink to spare4   ,the might of 
waters waxed1 the men wailed loud1      
,old bearers of the spear2 they strove  
to flee   ,the fallow stream2 they fain 
would save their lives   ,and seek a    
refuge in the mountain caves1   ,firm   
earth's support4 ,an angel drove them   
back1       #aedj   ,compassing all the 
town with gleaming fire1   ,with savage 

flames4 ,wild beat the sea within2   ,no
 troop of men could scape from out the  
walls4   ,the waves waxed1 and the      
waters thundered loud2   ,the firebrands
 flew2 the flood welled up in streams4  
,then easy was it in that town to find  
,the song of sorrow sung1 and grief     
bemoaned1   ,and many a heart afraid1   
and dirges sad4   ,the dreadful fire was
 plain to every eye1             #aeej  
,fierce pillager1 the uproar terrible2  
,and rushing through the air the blasts 
of fire   ,hurled themselves round the  
walls2 the floods grew great4   ,there  
far and wide was lamentation heard1     
,the cries of helpless men4 ,straightway
 began   ,one wretched warrior to       
collect the folk   ,humble and sad1 he  
spake with mournful voice3--   ,now may 
ye truly know that we did wrong   ,when 
we o'erwhelmed this stranger with our   
chains1   ,with bonds of torment1 in the
 prison-house2            #aefj   ,for  
,fate is crushing us1 most fierce and   
stern--   ,that is full clear6--,and    

better is it far1   ,so hold ,i truth1  
that we with one accord   ,should loose 
him soon as may be from his bonds1      
,and beg the holy man to give us help1  
,comfort and aid6 ,full quickly we shall
 find   ,peace after sorrow1 if we seek 
of him4      ,then ,andrew knew the     
purpose of the folk   ,within his heart2
 he knew the warriors' might1           
#aegj   ,the pride of valiant men1 was  
humbled low4   ,the waters compassed    
them about1 and fierce   ,the rushing   
torrent flowed1 the flood rejoiced1     
,until the welling sea o'ertopped their 
breasts1   ,and reached their shoulders4
 ,then the noble saint   ,bade the wild 
flood subside1 the storms to cease      
,about the stony cliffs4 ,straight      
walked he out   ,and left his prison1   
valiant1 firm of soul1   ,wise-hearted1 
dear to ,god2 for him forthwith   ,a way
 was opened through the spreading       
stream2        #aehj   ,calm was the    
field of victory1 the earth   ,was dry  
at once where'er he placed his foot4    

,blithe-hearted waxed the dwellers in   
that town1   ,and glad in soul2 for help
 was come to pass   ,after their grief4 
,the flood subsided straight1   ,and at 
the saint's behest the storm was        
stilled1   ,the waters ceased4 ,then was
 the mountain cloven--   ,a frightful   
chasm--into itself it drew   ,the flood1
 and swallowed up the fallow waves1     
,the struggling sea--the abyss devoured 
it all4        #aeij   ,yet not the     
waves alone it swallowed up2   ,but     
fourteen men1 worst caitiffs of the     
throng1   ,went headlong to destruction 
with the flood   ,under the yawning     
earth4 ,then sore afraid   ,was many a  
heart at that calamity2   ,they feared  
the slaughter both of men and wives1    
,a yet more wretched season of distress1
   ,when once those sin-stained cruel   
murderers1   ,those warriors fierce1    
plunged headlong down the abyss4  #afjj 
,straightway then spake they all with   
one accord3--   ,now is it plain to see 
that one true ,god1   ,the ,king of     

every creature1 rules with might--   ,he
 who did hither send this messenger     
,to help the people6 ,great is now our  
need   ,that we should follow           
righteousness with zeal4      ,then did 
the saint give comfort to those men1    
,he cheered the throng of warriors with 
his words3--   ,be not too fearful1     
though the sinful race   ,sought ruin1  
suffered death--the punishment          
#afaj   ,due to their sins4 ,a bright   
and glorious light   ,on you is risen if
 ye but purpose well4   ,his prayer he  
sent before the ,son of ,god1   ,and    
begged the ,holy ,one to give ,his aid  
,unto those youths who in the           
ocean-stream   ,had lost their life     
within the flood's embrace1   ,so that  
their souls1 forsaken by the ,lord1     
,shorn of their glory1 had been borne   
away   ,to death and torments in the    
power of fiends4      ,saint ,andrew's  
prayer was pleasing unto ,god1          
#afbj   ,almighty ,one1 the ,counselor  
of men2   ,he bade the youths1 those    

whom the flood had slain1   ,rise up    
unscathed in body from the ground4      
,then straightway stood there up among  
the throng   ,many an ungrown child1 as 
,i have heard2   ,body and soul were    
joined again in one1   ,though but a    
short time gone in flood's fierce rush  
,they all had lost their lives4 ,then   
they received   ,true baptism and the   
covenant of peace1               #afcj  
,the pledge of glory1 ,god's protecting 
grace1   ,freedom from punishment4 ,the 
valiant saint1   ,the craftsman of the  
,king1 then bade them build   ,a church1
 and make a temple of the ,lord   ,upon 
the spot where those young men arose    
,by baptism1 even where the flood sprang
 forth4   ,from far and wide the        
warriors of that town   ,gathered in    
throngs2 both men and women said   ,that
 they would faithfully obey his word1   
,receive the bath of baptism joyfully   
#afdj   ,according to ,god's will1 and  
straightway leave   ,their devil-worship
 and their ancient shrines4   ,then     

noble baptism was exalted high   ,among 
that folk1 the righteous law of ,god    
,established 'mong those men--a mighty  
boon   ,unto their country--and the     
church was blessed4      ,the messenger 
of ,god appointed one1   ,a man of      
wisdom tried1 of prudent speech1   ,to  
be a bishop in that city bright   ,over 
the people1 and he hallowed him   ,by   
virtue of his apostolic power           
#afej   ,before the multitude for their 
behoof1--   ,his name was ,platan4      
,strictly ,andrew bade   ,that they     
should keep his teachings zealously1    
,and should work out salvation for their
 souls4   ,he told them he was eager to 
depart1   ,and fain would leave that    
city bright with gold1   ,their revelry 
and wealth1 their bounteous halls1      
,and seek a ship beside the breaking    
sea4   ,hard was it for the multitude to
 bear   ,that he1 their leader1 would no
 longer dwell          #affj   ,among   
them there4 ,but as he journeyed forth  
,the glorious ,god straightway appeared 

to him1   ,the ,lord of hosts1 and to   
,his thane ,he said3--   ,why dost thou 
leave this people in such haste8   ,for 
hardly have they turned them from their 
sin1   ,this nation from their crimes4  
,their minds for death   ,are longing1  
sad of heart they go about1   ,their    
grief bemoaning1 men and women both2    
,weeping has come among them1 woful     
hearts1   ,since thou across the floods 
in thy sea-bark   ,wilt haste away4     
,thou shalt not leave this flock   ,in  
joy so new1 but in ,my holy ,name       
#afgj   ,fast stablish thou their       
hearts6 ,within this town1   ,abide1 ,o 
shield of warriors1 in their halls      
,richly adorned1 the space of seven     
nights1   ,then with ,my favor thou     
shalt go thy way4      ,so once again   
that brave and mighty saint   ,returned 
to seek the ,mermedonian town4   ,in    
wisdom and in speech the ,christians    
waxed1   ,after their eyes beheld the   
glorious thane1   ,the noble ,king's    
apostle4 ,in the way   ,of faith he     

guided them2 with glory bright   ,he    
made them strong2 a countless multitude 
#afhj   ,of glorious men he led to      
blessedness1   ,toward that most holy   
home in ,heaven's realm1   ,where       
,father1 ,son1 and ,holy ,comforter     
,in blessed ,trinity hold mighty rule1  
,world without end1 within those        
mansions fair4   ,likewise the saint    
attacked their idol-shrines1   ,banished
 their devil-worship1 and put down      
,their errors4 ,mighty grief and hard to
 bear   ,was that for ,satan1 when he   
saw them turn             #afij   ,with 
hearts of gladness from the halls of    
hell   ,at ,andrew's teaching to that   
land more bright1   ,where fiends and   
evil spirits never come4      ,then was 
the number of the days fulfilled        
,which ,god had set1 and had commanded  
him   ,that he should linger in that    
wind-swept town2   ,and quickly he made 
ready for the waves   ,with joyful      
heart2 he wished once more to seek      
,achaia in his ocean-coursing ship2     

#agjj   7,there was he doomed to lose   
his life and die   ,a death of violence4
 ,this deed was fraught   ,with little  
laughter for his murderer2   ,to the    
jaws of hell he went1 and since that day
   ,no solace has that friendless wretch
 e'er found47      ,then in great       
companies1 as ,i have heard1   ,they led
 unto his ship their master dear1   ,men
 sad of soul2 the heart of many a one   
,was welling hot in grief within his    
breast4   ,they brought the zealous     
champion to his ship         #agaj      
,beside the sea-cliffs1 and upon the    
shore   ,they stood and mourned while   
they could still behold   ,the joy of   
princes sailing o'er the waves1   ,the  
path of seals4 ,they praised the        
glorious ,king2   ,the throngs cried out
 aloud1 and thus they spake3--   ,one   
and eternal is the ,god who rules       
,o'er all created things2 throughout the
 earth   ,his might and ,his dominion   
far and near   ,are magnified4 ,his     
glory over all   ,shines on ,his saints 

in heavenly majesty              #agbj  
,among the angels now and evermore   ,in
 splendor fair4 ,he is a noble ,king6   
,,notes   #ch f4 ,lit4 hay and grass    
oppressed them4  #bih4 ,reading _/ara_/ 
with ,grein4  #cfh4 ,the ,,ms4 says     
_/hie_/ 7they71 with change of subject2 
for the sake of clearness ,i have kept  
,andrew as the subject4  #dbd4 ,reading 
_/sund_/ with ,grein4  #eib4 ,adopting  
,siever's reading1 _/reonigmode_/       
7,beitr4 ,x1 #ejf74  #fef4 another      
house2 ,i am at a loss to explain this  
apparent inconsistency4  #gac4 ,that    
there are two images is shown by the    
,greek4  #gai4 ,i omit _/is_/4 ,the     
passage as it stands is meaningless4    
#gdf4 ,reading _/ge mon cigaeth_/1 with 
,cosijn4  #hbf4 ,lit4 ',till sleep came 
o'er them weary of the sea2 but ,andrew 
is already asleep4 ,the line is probably
 corrupt4  #hbh4 ,something is          
apparently missing1 though the ,,ms4    
shows no break4 ,without attempting an  
emendation ,i have supplied3 bade him   

seek1 as completing the obvious sense4  
#ajbd4 ,at this point a page is missing 
in the manuscript4 ,it must have        
corresponded to the end of ,chap4 #ai   
and to ,chap4 #bj of the ,greek1 in     
which ,andrew and ,matthew exchange     
short speeches1 after which ,andrew     
utters a long tirade against the ,devil 
as the author of this woe4 ,i have      
omitted lines #ajbc;b1 #ajbd1 and #ajbe1
 which are meaningless without what has 
been lost4  #ajce4 ,the number of men is
 uncertain4 ,according to the ,greek it 
is #bgj1 but the ,homily says #bdh4 ,the
 manuscript reads3 two and a hundred by 
number1 also forty1 but l4 #ajcf is     
evidently deficient4 ,wuelker emends to 
_/swylce seofontig_/4 ,this is          
unsatisfactory1 since the line is       
metrically deficient1 and since1        
moreover1 the regular word for seventy  
is not _/seofontig_/1 but               
_/hundseofontig_/4 ,without venturing an
 emendation1 ,i have taken the number   
#bdh from the ,homily1 as being nearer  

the manuscript than the #bgj of the     
,greek4 ,this similarity is an          
additional argument for a common ,latin 
original of the poem and the ,homily4   
#abab4 ,the poet has neglected to       
mention the circumstance1 clearly stated
 in the ,greek1 that ,andrew was still  
invisible both to the ,devil and to the 
,mermedonians4 ,this makes clear several
 passages1 i4e41 ll4 #abjc1 #abab1 #abbc
 f4  #abdb4 ,reading _/untweonde_/ with 
,grein and ,cosijn4 #abgf4 ,i have here 
omitted two half-lines1 of which the    
sense is very obscure4 ,grein connects  
_/lifrum_/ with ,germ4 liefernto        
coagulate 7cf4 ,eng4 loppered milk71    
instead of assigning it to              
_/lifer_/liver1 but this interpretation 
is not very satisfactory4 ,see also     
,cosijn's note 7,paul und ,braune's     
,beitraege1 ,,xxi1 #ag74  #acch4 ,the   
,greek explains that ,god had put the   
sign of the cross on ,andrew's face4    
#acgf4 ,i have here ventured an         
emendation of my own4 ,the sentence as  

it stands is without a main verb1 and   
#acgg;a is metrically deficient4 ,i     
would read3--    ,hwaet me eaethe maeg  
aelmihtig ,god   nietha generian1 se    
ethe in niedum iu4  ,see under          
_/generian_/ in ,grein's ,sprachschalz4 
#adgh ff4 ,this passage is certainly    
ambiguous4 ,that _/haliges_/ refers to  
,andrew1 and not to ,god1 is shown by   
the use of _/he_/ in #a4 #adhb4  #adic4 
,i follow ,grein's emendation1 and read 
_/saelwaege_/  castle wall1 although the
 word is not found elsewhere4 ,if we    
read saelwange with ,wuelker1 the       
meaning of _/under_/ must be greatly    
stretched4 ,moreover1 the ,greek says3  
,he saw a pillar standing in the midst  
of the prison4  #aejh4 ,reading         
_/geofon_/ with ,grimm1 ,kemble1 etc41  
as also in #cic and #aehe4  #aede4      
,reading _/wadu_/ with ,kemble and      
,grein4  #affc4 ,apparently a line or   
two is missing here1 though there is no 
break in the manuscript4 ,i have        
translated in brackets ,grein's         

conjectural emendation1 as supplying the
 probable meaning4  #affg4 ,i have again
 translated ,grein's emendation4  #afha4
 ,reading _/tireadigra_/ with ,kemble4  
,,proofreader',s ,,comments  ,text      
between slashes - e4g4 _/xxxxx_/ - was  
originally ,,bold4 ,non-,ascii          
characters are marked e4g4 o for o with 
a ,macron4 ,the line numbers are        
inconsistent1 as in the original text4