Wœs him se man to pon leof,
pœt he pone breostwylm
forberan ne mehte,
ac him on hrepre hygebendum fœst.

But not all present were so glad to see
me. Among Hrothgar's warriors was
a particularly bitter and unpleasant
fellow called Unferth. He ridiculed
me, mocked my skills as a warrior,
reminding me of battles I had lost, his
voice spitting with poison and hate.