(From The Dream of the Rood lines 10 to 80 every tenth line.)
Cast by eternal decree.
Bleeding on the right side.
Torn from my trunk.
Strong and courageous;
Clearly this was no criminal’s gallows,
I was all bereft with sorrows;
There powerful enemies took me,
He climbed up on the high gallows,
On that Mountain
Submissive with most resolve.
Wearily far from that famous lord;
I have endured many
Then the warriors left me there
He rested there with few followers.
Now the time has come.