Showing posts with label insults. Show all posts
Showing posts with label insults. Show all posts

Friday, August 19, 2011

Indeed, the style and the spittle all point to Eck. True, it is not impossible that where Eck is the apostle there one should find the kingdom of Antichrist.

luther, against the execrable bull of antichrist,
from here i stand by roland bainton, ch.9 p.125

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Monday, February 21, 2011

But he knows he need never be in dread
of your blade making a mizzle of his blood
or of a vengeance arriving ever from this quarter --
from the Victory-Shieldings, the shoulderers of the spear.

beowulf, 595-598

i would dread my blood being made a mizzle.
Well, friend Unferth, you have had your say
about Breca and me. But it was mostly beer
that was doing the talking.

beowulf, 530-532.

ooooooooooooh.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

as for this epicurean account of yours, it is utter eyewash, hardly worthy of the old women who spin yarns by candlelight.

cotta, in cicero's de natura deorum, i.94