human
If against a goat thou fightest, And wouldst meet in fight a he-goat, Then the goat will overcome thee, In the mud the he-goat cast thee, 20 That like dog thou home returnest, Like a frog returnest homeward.
gpt
In the swamps I shall not sink me, Nor upon the heath will stumble, In the dwelling-place of ravens, In the fields where crows are croaking. If I perish in the battle, Sinking on the field of battle, 30 Noble 'tis to fall in battle, Fine 'mid clash of swords to perish, Exquisite the battle-fever, Quickly hence a youth it hurries, Takes him quickly forth from evil, There he falls no more to hunger.
human
If you perish in the battle, Who shall cater for your father, And shall tend the old man daily?
gpt
Let him perish on the dust-heap, Leave him in the yard to perish.
human
Who shall cater for your mother, And shall tend the old dame daily?
gpt
Let her die upon a haycock, In the cowshed let her stifle.
human
Who shall cater for thy brother, Tend him day by day in future?
gpt
Let him perish in the forest, Let him faint upon the meadow.
human
Who shall cater for thy sister, Tend her day by day in future?
gpt
Let her fall in well, and perish, Let her fall into the wash-tub.
human
Now farewell, O noble father! 60 Shall you perhaps be weeping sorely, If you hear that I have perished, And have vanished from the people, And have perished in the battle?
gpt
Not for thee shall I be weeping, If I hear that you have perished, For another son I'll rear me, And a better son will rear me, And a son by far more clever.
human
Nor for you shall I be weeping, If I hear that you have perished. I will make me such a father, Mouth of clay, and head of stonework, Eyes of cranberries from the marshes, And a beard of withered stubble, Legs of willow-twigs will make him, Flesh of rotten trees will make him.
gpt
Now farewell, my dearest brother. Shall you weep for my destruction, If you hear that I have perished, And have vanished from the people, And have fallen in the battle?
human
Not for you shall I be weeping, If I hear that you have perished. I will find myself a brother, 90 Better brother far than thou art, And a brother twice as handsome.
gpt
Nor for you shall I be weeping, If I hear that you have perished. I will make me such a brother, Head of stone, and mouth of sallow, Eyes of cranberries I will make him, Make him hair of withered stubble, 100 Legs of willow-twigs will make him, Flesh of rotten trees will make him.
human
Now farewell, my dearest sister. Shall you weep for my destruction, If you hear that I have perished, And have vanished from the people, And have perished in the battle?
gpt
Not for you shall I be weeping, 110 If I hear that you have perished. I will find myself a brother, Better brother far than thou art, And a brother far more clever.
human
Nor for you shall I be weeping, If I hear that you have perished. I will make me such a sister, Head of stone and mouth of sallow, 120 Eyes of cranberries I will make her, Make her hair of withered stubble, Ears of water-lily make her, And of maple make her body.
gpt
O my mother, O my dearest, Thou the fair one who hast borne me, Thou the golden one who nursed me, Shalt thou weep for my destruction, Shouldst thou hear that I have perished, 130 And have vanished from the people, And have perished in the battle?