Found Poem: The Cattle Raid of Froech

The hosts came out of the fort
 There was such a crowd
 Sixteen men died looking
  
 The unbridled their horses
 Unleashed their hounds
 They hunted seven deer
 Seven foxes, seven hares, seven wild bores
  
 Messenger came from the king
 A fourth of the house set aside
 Sven rows, seven apartments
 The house was built of pine
  
 They hung their weapons
 ‘let the harper's play for us’
 The harper's played
 Twelve men died of weeping and sorrow
  
 At first the music was sad and mournful
 Then it was joyful and happy
 Finally it was quiet and peaceful