Anglo-Saxon Riddles of the Exeter Book/1
|What good man is so learned and so clever
that he can say who drives me forth on my way?
When I rise up strong at times furious,
I thunder mightily and again with havoc
I sweep over the land, burn the great hall,
ravage the buildings. Smoke mounts on high
dark over the rooftops. Clamor is everywhere,
sudden death among men. When I shake the forest,
the trees proud in their fruit, I fell the boles.
With my roof of water, by the powers above
I am driven far and wide on my avenging path.
I bear on my back what once covered the forms
of the earth-dwellers, their body and soul
together in the waters. Say what covers me
or what I am called who bear this burden.
|Hwylc is hæleþa þæs horsc
þæt mæge asecgan hwa mec on sið wræce
þōn ic astige strong stundū reþe
þrymful þunie þragum wræce
fere geond foldan folcsalo bærne
ræced reafige recas stigað
haswe ofer hrofū bið on eorþan
wælcwealm wera þōn Ic wudu hrere
bearwas bledhwate beamas fylle
holme gehrefed meahtum
wrecan on waþe wide sended
hæbbe me on hrycge ær hadas wreah
foldbuendra flæsc gæstas
somod on sunde saga hwa mec þecce
oþþe hu ic hatte þe þa hlæst bere :⁊
A storm of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning on land. Biblical Flood.12–14 refer to the