The hand that was famous She grasped in its gore

Soon she had grappled one of the athelings She seizes a favorite liegemen of Hrothgar’s. Fast and firmly, when fenward she hied her; That one to Hrothgar was liefest of heroes In rank of retainer where waters encircle, A mighty shield-warrior, whom she murdered at slumber, 50 A broadly-famed battle-knight.

the mother of Grendel Entered the folk-hall

His mother moreover Grendel’s mother comes to avenge her son. Eager and gloomy was anxious to go on Her mournful mission, mindful of vengeance For the death of her son.