The Last Voyage of Scyld of the Sheaf
FURTHERMORE they set by him the royal banner, gold-broidered, high over his head. As its folds unfurled and glittered in the breeze, it told the skies, and the sun, and the stars of night, that a King went forth into the world, on his last voyage. They set the helm, and gave him over to the ocean, sad at heart, with tear-dimmed eyes, and silent in their mourning. And who received that burden no man under heaven, be it priest or chieftain or wise seer, can ever tell or know.*
Thus Scyld of the Sheaf was honoured in death after the manner of the mighty dead of oldest times among the strong-hearted sons of the North. From the Unknown he came and into the Unknown was borne away.*
freely translated by Zénaïde Ragozin (1835-1924)
* The author has already said that the soul of Scyld was returned into ‘his Master’s keeping’, that is, into the hands of the Christian God: he refers now to the body of the King and the treasure-laden ship, which are never found. There is something of Moses about Scyld: he is found as an infant floating in a kind of basket of rush; he supplants a tyrant ruler, and becomes a lawgiver to his people; and when he dies, he leaves no trace behind. See also King Arthur’s Last Request.