Beowulf

" With heavy spirits they mourn their despair, the death of their lord;  and a sorrowful song sang the Gettish woman, with hair bound up, for Beowulf the king, with sad cares, earnestly said that she dreaded the hard days ahead,the times of slaughter, the host's terror, harm and captivity. Heaven swallowed the smoke." (Lines 3148-3155)