Gunnar, the youngest son of the fratricidal King, mourns
his father's grave fault.
"We killed your father, Beowulf, and I ask forgiveness for my people!”
Looking into the hall, Rogar heard the words of the boy. . .
"You are a woman and he was a glutton!”
Beowulf takes insult from the undeserved insult.
The grim prince was overflowing with hatred. . .
“You should be fighting and not lounging. You corrupt my son . . .”
"Rogar, knowing only lies you lie ... You're despicable and cowardly!”
"On your way, to the combat! We'll see when you apply your arm that your renown is a lie!"
Gunnar stands between his father and his cousin.
"Father, give me your sword: I too will fight against Grendel together with Beowulf."
Rogar opens the door and shouts to his warriors:
"Guard this madman!”
Meanwhile, Beowulf’s warriors monitor the weapons and the campfires in the camp. . .
Ermanric tells Viglaf, falling asleep:
"Awake! Everything here is treachery and betrayal!"
Beowulf appears: he warns:
"No, Ermanric ... not everyone is vile!"
In a majestic elevated amphitheater of mysterious, horrid beauty, the lair of Grendel and his mother Frotha.
From an aperture, the mother and son observe the approach of Beowulf and his warriors.
"Here is the Danish archangel. Kill him! And among men none will remain but evil ... this will be the triumph and the glory of Cain!”
Quickly the hideous hag begins, purple flames light up the fireplace of basalt: she prepares a spell of invulnerability for her son.
"We killed your father, Beowulf, and I ask forgiveness for my people!”
Looking into the hall, Rogar heard the words of the boy. . .
"You are a woman and he was a glutton!”
Beowulf takes insult from the undeserved insult.
The grim prince was overflowing with hatred. . .
“You should be fighting and not lounging. You corrupt my son . . .”
"Rogar, knowing only lies you lie ... You're despicable and cowardly!”
"On your way, to the combat! We'll see when you apply your arm that your renown is a lie!"
Gunnar stands between his father and his cousin.
"Father, give me your sword: I too will fight against Grendel together with Beowulf."
Rogar opens the door and shouts to his warriors:
"Guard this madman!”
Meanwhile, Beowulf’s warriors monitor the weapons and the campfires in the camp. . .
Ermanric tells Viglaf, falling asleep:
"Awake! Everything here is treachery and betrayal!"
Beowulf appears: he warns:
"No, Ermanric ... not everyone is vile!"
In a majestic elevated amphitheater of mysterious, horrid beauty, the lair of Grendel and his mother Frotha.
From an aperture, the mother and son observe the approach of Beowulf and his warriors.
"Here is the Danish archangel. Kill him! And among men none will remain but evil ... this will be the triumph and the glory of Cain!”
Quickly the hideous hag begins, purple flames light up the fireplace of basalt: she prepares a spell of invulnerability for her son.