If the name Odin brings any image to mind
for most people, it is that of a scowling warrior with a cold spear and
accompanied by wolves and ravens, death’s familiars. But within
that image and stature there is also the character that is purported to
have given one eye for greater wisdom, and whose mature taste for poetry
is often compared to the other god’s reckless revelry. Odin obviously
kills—without qualm or hesitation—but he does so from a place
of great wisdom, and for good reason.
Two of the greatest heroes we have met, Beowulf and Halfdan, show a distinct
distaste for feuds and vengeance killings. The first mention of war in
the poem of Beowulf is a note of Hrothgar’s glory in battle, but
it is followed closely by the narrator’s somewhat wistful description
of Heorot in it’s glory, saying “The time was not yet/ when
the blood-feud should bring out again/ sword-hatred in sworn kindred”
(6). Besides immediately damping the images of glorious battle, this illustrates
a persisting device in the poem. Often, states of war or violence are
accorded their own set of emotions. The narrator mentions “sword-hatred,”
as though the emotion had more to do with the physical reality of swords
than with the men and brothers who drink and form friendships together.
It is not an emotion coming from inside a person, from where they are
most themselves, but it something like a weapon, to be taken up and used
when appropriate.
Beowulf, as always, proves to be more powerful than his weapons, and keeps
a firm hand on his rage. The clearest example of this is presented in
the character of Unferth, who “could not allow that another man/
should hold under heaven a higher care/ for wonders in the world than
went with his own name” (20). Beowulf reacts serenely to Unferth’s
taunts in Heorot, and even compliments him (perhaps backhandedly, giving
credit to the beer) on his eloquence. Beowulf doesn’t need to prove
his military prowess with Unferth, and instead chooses to display his
coolness of mind, and mead-hall manners. Beowulf personifies the hero's
restraint, while Unferth demonstrates the villain's unjust violence.
Halfdan Eynsteinsson also earns praise for avoiding unnecessary fights.
He holds “every quality that deserves praise,” which all pertain
to his avoidance of angry brawls. He made friends easily, but chose those
close to him carefully. He was dangerous enough to scare off some prospective
challengers, and “had a long memory rather than a quick temper”
(171). Throughout his saga, he weighs the demands of his loyalty and heroism
(a heavy burden indeed, in his time) against a general distaste for thoughtless
violence. A prime example of this is his not killing Skuli, the murderer
of his father Based on a slow-motion-replay revision of the ins and outs
of their mutual life debts, he decides he and Skuli are square, and earns
the praise of "good breeding" from the mystic healer woman.
Of course, Halfdan does kill a lot of people, and even goes on plundering
raids for lack of any better entertainment. This, though, is “good”
violence, perpetrated in a reasonable state of mind with definite goals
and causes that overrule his opponent's goals of continued survival and
economic stability. Violence is a part of Viking life, as evidenced by
Thvari's response to Purse's complaints that Bosi hurt too many others
while playing. Thvari says, "anyone who played in a game had to look
out for himself, and that he wasn't going to throw away his money on that
account" (202).
It’s not always clear what causes are worthy, though, as evidenced
by the first description of the monstrous priestess in Bosi and Herraud’s
saga. Bosi’s bedmate says, “she’s…carried off
King Godmund’s sister, Hleid,...But that would be a loss indeed—Hleid’s
one of the most beautiful and well-bred of women—…”
(211). The kidnapping of Hleid isn’t inherently evil. The brief
interjection to explain why "it would be all for the best if it could
be prevented" reveals the vague nature of the Viking's justified
violence. Bosi wouldn't be much of a hero if he rushed off to slay a kidnapping
priestess without at least making sure she didn't have a good reason for
the kidnapping. This balance of justifications must have depended heavily
on cultural values, which the readers of these sagas are assumed to also
posses, so they often aren't explained
Killing is more acceptable the farther it is from home. Halfdan raided
and stole, and probably killed, but it was “somewhere else,”
against people neither he nor the storyteller knew by name and lineage.
Fratricide, though, is the archetypal “bad killing.” Because
your brother could physically never do something to you that would create
a blood-debt, and he's definitely known to you and your family, there
is never a justified reason to kill him. Grendel is said to suffer from
Cain's fratricidal sin, and Ulfkel is "universally hated" for
killing his brother in Halfdan's saga (181).
The Viking concept of worthy violence was a calm and thought-out as their
poetry. A poem composed in haste and anger is hardly comparable to a ballad
carefully composed with pride and dignity; they are almost different things.
Loki and his evil brood of Giants kill for spite and the heat of the moment,
while Odin kills with the cool wisdom gained from surveying the wreckage
of countless battlefields.
Quotes from the poem of Beowulf taken from Michael Alexander's
translation, Penguin Classics, New York, 2001.
Quotes from the sagas of "Halfdan Eysteinsson"
and "Bosi and Hearraud" taken from Seven Viking Romances.
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