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I think that J.R.R. Tolkien is a pretty cool guy. I am reading his translations of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, Pearl, and Sir Orfeo. I have read the Silmarillion (with great interest, which is no small feat) in addition to Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit. In fact, I am such a Lord of the Rings nerd that I created my own version of Tengwar to use as a secret code amongst friends.
Old English
I am currently studying Englisc through a combination of some websites I found and a big packet my grandfather, who also studied it in his youth, gave me. Although I very much wish it was a course offered in my high school, the administration has not yet learned to read my mind and/or they do not have the resources to offer one. Perhaps I will someday take a course in college. In the mean time, I shall continue my quest as a side project. I also want to try studying Middle English as well. I am a big fan of Sir Gawain.
Perle, pleasaunte to prynces paye
To clanly clos in golde so clere,
Oute of oryent, I hardyly saye,
Ne proued I neuer her precios pere.
So rounde, so reken in vche araye,
So smal, so smoþe her sydeȝ were,
Quere-so-euer I jugged gemmeȝ gaye,
I sette hyr sengeley in synglere.
Allas! I leste hyr in on erbere;
Þurȝ gresse to grounde hit fro me yot.
I dewyne, fordolked of luf-daungere
Of þat pryuy perle wythouten spot.
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Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Guard: Halt! Who goes there? Arthur: It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeater of the Saxons, Sovereign of all England! Guard: Pull the other one! Arthur: I am,... and this is my trusty servant Patsy. We have ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights who will join me in my court at Camelot. I must speak with your lord and master. Guard: What? Ridden on a horse? Arthur: Yes!
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
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The Princess Bride
Westley: What's so funny? Vizzini: I-I'll tell ya in a minute. First, let's drink. Me from my
glass and you from yours.
They drink, Vizzini chuckles
Westley: You guessed wrong. Vizzini: You only think I guessed wrong. That's what's so funny! I switched glasses when your back was turned! Haha! You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders. The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only slightly less well known is this: never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line! Hahahahahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha-
