For as ye go away from this house ye will come to the narrow path of a grove, and will be a prey to demons all about.

Then she who hath brought our death back from out of void, and has given us a sight of this light once more, by her prayers wondrously drawing forth the ghost and casting it into the bonds of the body, shall bitterly bewail her rash enterprise.
"Perish accursed he who hath dragged me back from those below, let him be punished for calling a spirit out of bale! "For when the black pestilence of the blast that engenders monsters has crushed out the inmost entrails with stern effort, and when their hand has swept away the living with cruel nail, tearing off limbs and rending ravished bodies; then Hadding, thy life shall survive, nor shall the nether realms bear off thy ghost, nor thy spirit pass heavily to the waters of Styx; but the woman who hath made the wretched ghost come back hither, crushed by her own guilt, shall appease our dust; she shall be dust herself.
"Perish accursed he who hath dragged me back from those below, let him be punished for calling a spirit out of bale!" So, while they were passing the night in the forest foretold them, in a shelter framed of twigs, a hand of extraordinary size was seen to wander over the inside of the dwelling.

Terrified at this portent, Hadding entreated the aid of his nurse.

Then Hardgrep, expanding her limbs and swelling to a mighty bigness, gripped the hand fast and held it to her foster-child to hew off.

What flowed from the noisesome wounds he dealt was not so much blood as corrupt matter.