A noble guest of great lineage dwells In the house of man. Grim hunger Cannot harm him, nor feverish thirst, Nor age, nor illness. If the servant Of the guest who rules, serves well On the journey, they will find together Bliss and well-being, a feast of fate; If the slave will not as a brother be ruled By a lord he should fear and follow Then both will suffer and sire a family Of sorrows when, springing from the world, They leave the bright bosom of one kinswoman, Let the man who knows noble words Say what the guest and servant are called.
> ... who the hell are you. > ... okay, you stumped me. > The body and soul. Elementary, really; also, it's cheating to simply steal from the Exeter book. > Guest and servant? You and me, baby~
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[and smirks]
A noble guest of great lineage dwells
In the house of man. Grim hunger
Cannot harm him, nor feverish thirst,
Nor age, nor illness. If the servant
Of the guest who rules, serves well
On the journey, they will find together
Bliss and well-being, a feast of fate;
If the slave will not as a brother be ruled
By a lord he should fear and follow
Then both will suffer and sire a family
Of sorrows when, springing from the world,
They leave the bright bosom of one kinswoman,
Let the man who knows noble words
Say what the guest and servant are called.
> ... who the hell are you.
> ... okay, you stumped me.
> The body and soul. Elementary, really; also, it's cheating to simply steal from the Exeter book.
> Guest and servant? You and me, baby~