I'm reading it right now.
my quest, King Hrothgar, because where I’m from?
I’m the strongest and the boldest, and the bravest and the best.
Yes: I mean—I may have bathed in the blood of beasts,
netted five foul ogres at once, smashed my way into a troll den
and come out swinging, gone skinny-dipping in a sleeping sea
and made sashimi of some sea monsters.
Anyone who fucks with the Geats? Bro, they have to fuck with me. . . .
Frankly, the only word I've found doesn't jive with me so far is the first 'Bro'. Everything else is possibly the best version I've ever read. It performs the most important job that language can perform - it makes it so the poem can be understood.
It's 10 bucks for a digital copy. I suggest picking it up to try out for yourself.