I am King of the Danes with a big problem on my hands. I can't get rid of an unwanted visitor.

Someone killed my son and I will avenge his death!

I talk a big game and criticize outsiders who threaten my position as a thane.

I know when my King needs help and I stick it out when others flee.

Happiness and joy make me sick! I am envious of humans who celebrate.

I am a LEGENDARY King of the Danes, but my origins are unknown.

I am Beowulf's uncle but I am also King of the Geats.

I am Hygelac's son, and I become King of the Geats one day!

I warn Beowulf of the consequences of too much pride.

I give Beowulf a powerful sword to aid in his quest against Grendel's mother.

I am described as a bad King who was betrayed by his own people.

I am very dear to the King of the Danes, and I am killed by Grendel.

I am Queen of the Danes, and support my powerful husband.

I guard treasure, and am angered when even one piece of it is taken!

I killed a man and was exiled from my Kingdom. Luckily a King helped me by paying wergild. Also, my son ends up becoming a famous thane and King.

I said the following: "Anyone with gumption and a sharp mind will take the measure of two things: what's said and what's done. I believe what you have told me: that you are a troop loyal to our king. So come ahead with your arms and I will guide you."

I said "I have never seen so impressive or so large an assembly of strangers. Stoutness of heart, bravery not banishment, must have brought you to Hrothgar."

I said: "I used to know him when he was a young boy. His father before him was call Ecgtheow."

I said: "When I was younger, I had great triumphs. Then news of Grendel, hard to ignore, reached me at home: sailors brought stories of the plight you suffer in this legendary hall, how it lies deserted."

I said "So Breca made good his boast upon you and was proved right. No matter, therefore, how you may have fared in every bout and battle until now, this time you'll be worsted; no one has ever outlasted an entire night against Grendel."

I said "Alas for the Danes! Aeschere is dead. He was Yrmenlaf's elder brother and a soul-mate to me, a true mentor, my right hand man when the ranks clashed and our boar-crests had to take a battering in the line of action."

I said: "Wise sir, do not grieve. It is always better to avenge dear ones that to indulge in the mourning. For every one of us, living in this world means waiting for our end."

I said "Take delight in this torque, dear Beowulf, wear it for luck and wear also this mail from our people's armoury: may you prosper in them! Be acclaimed for strength and kindly guidance to these two boys, and your bounty will be sure."

I said: "O flower of warriors, beware of that trap. Choose, dear Beowulf, the better part, eternal rewards. Do not give way to pride."

I said "Your undertaking cast my spirits down, I dreaded the outcome of your expedition and pleaded with you long and hard to leave the killer be, let the South Danes settle their own blood-feud with Grendel. So God be thanked I am granted the sight of you, safe and sound."

I said "I risked my life often when I was young. Now, I am old, but as king of the people I shall pursue this fight for the glory of winning, if the evil one day will abandon his earth-fort and face me in the open."

I said: "I would rather my body were robed in the same burning blaze as my gold giver's body than go back home bearing arms. That is unthinkable, unless we have first slain the foe, and defended the life of the prince of the Weather-Geats."