A poem of 42 lines in seven 6-line stanzas. Its appearance as item II of a grouping "Notes on Heroes (I-IV)" is its first publication, where it is accompanied by a verse translation of a few lines of Beowulf (item I) and two other short poems (item III, "'It Is Time To Reveal Joy,'" and item IV, "Still, Citizen Sparrow"). "Beowulf" would later be collected several times by Wilbur and others.

The poem begins:

The land was overmuch like scenery,
The flowers attentive, the grass too garrulous green;
In the lake like a dropped kerchief could be seen
The lark's reflection after the lark was gone;
The Roman road lay paved too shiningly
For a road so many men had travelled on. (80)

And ends:

He died in his own country a kinless king,
A name heavy with deeds, and mourned as one
Will mourn for the frozen year when it is done.
They buried him next the sea on a thrust of land:
Twelve men rode round his barrow all in a ring,
Singing of him what they could understand. (81)

Not in GR or MO1.

BAM (from digital images provided by the library of Kansas State University).