Each of us all must his end abide
in the ways of the world; so win who may
glory ere death! When his days are told
that is the warrior’s worthiest doom.
– Beowulf 1390-93
This to me seems to encapsulate what Beowulf is all about. Here we see fate, which none can escape: death, the destiny of all who walk this world. And here also is the answer, a glorious life, a flame burning bright till death comes to extinguish it. None can avoid their fate, but all can choose how to meet it, welcoming it with boldness of heart and garnished in glory, or forever fleeing before it, till fallen, forgotten, and forsaken.