Hroðgar said, helmet of the Scyldings:
"Do not ask after joy; anxiety is renewed
Danes. Æschere is dead,
Yrmenlaf's older brother,
my soul-mate and my counsel-bringer,
my dearest friend, when we were on the battlefield
wearing [helmets] on our head, when we clashed with the [enemy] troops,
as boar-helmets crashed [together]. Such as an earl should be,
Benevolent noble, so Æschere was!