Let's Recognize Genius When We See It
Leefen I her on tha morrow
Drawen to memorie wolde I be?
Fore wenden I moot be, anon,
For sith tha bene so greet londes moot I sey.
But, if bileven her wytht ye, mayde,
Thyngis coldna bene algates.
For sith anon I be quit as ane foule,
And this foule ye conna chaunge.
Tha Lorde konne, I conna chaunge.
* AND *
Wha be tha carl wha ne wolden flee
Whan peril bene all aboughte?
SHAFT!
Verray!
posted by Anonymous at 12:30 AM
2 Comments:
Sir- I happened to be be reading the Cantebury Tales at this moment, and this fey treatment of one of the world's greatest authors is most funny.
Between Chaucer, Njorl's Saga and the Wars of the Roses (which is , in fact, EXACTLY like Kingmaker) and The Autobiography of Celleni, I'm on a decidedly unmodern bent at the moment, discovering of course that mankind is yet monkinde.
A Chaucer tip - I cannot overrecommend getting an edition with the original on one page and the modern on the opposite... the superior poetry of the original is obvious, and the glossary is right there in context. Eventually, the need for the modern translation ebbs significantly (and it helps to read it aloud, as it was done then. It is as if your voice knows Middle English in a way your conscious mind does not.)
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