I promise you she shall give an account for this.

She shall not be able to hide herself in the water, nor under the earth, nor in the forest, nor at the bottom of the sea; let her go where she will, I will find a way after her.' "So Beowulf and his friends put on their armour and mounted their horses, and set out to look for her.

And when they had ridden a long and weary way over steep lonely paths and past caves where dragons and serpents lived, they came at last to Grendel's bog--a fearful place indeed.

There in the middle of it lay a pool of black water, and over the water hung withered trees, which seemed as if they had been poisoned by the air rising from the water beneath them.

No bird or beast would ever come near Grendel's pool.