Swylce ic wæs on Eatule

 

Swylce ic wæs on Eatule

     mid ælfwine,

se hæfde moncynnes,

     mine gefræge,

leohteste hond

     lofes to wyrcenne,

heortan unhneaweste

     hringa gedales,

beorhtra beaga,

     bearn Eadwines.

I was in Italy

     with Alboin too:

of all men he had,

     as I have heard,

the readiest hand

     to do brave deeds,

the most generous heart

     in giving out rings

and shining torcs,

     Audoin's son.

Widsith, 70-74

(Immagine: Alboin entra in Pavia)