Showing posts with label wordplay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wordplay. Show all posts

Monday, February 21, 2011

Yet the prince of the rings was too proud
to line up with a large army against
the sky-plague.

beowulf, 2345-2347
So learn from this
and understand true values. I who tell you
have wintered into wisdom.

beowulf, 1722-1724

awesome. just awesome. want this to be said of me one day.
They are fatherless creatures,
and their whole ancestry is hidden in a past
of demons and ghosts. They dwell apart
among wolves on the hills...

beowulf, 1355-1358
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.
They had seen me boltered in the blood of enemies
when I battle and bound five beasts,
raided a troll-nest and in the night-sea
slaughtered sea-brutes...
therefore, to heighten Hygelac's fame
and gladden his heart, I hereby renounce
sword and the shelter of the broad shield,
the heavy war-board: hand-to-hand
is how it will be, a life-and-death
fight with the fiend. Whichever one death fells
must deem it a just judgment by God.

beowulf, 419-441

beowulf is a new david: a king who comes with three triumphs (remember david had already killed the bear and the lion before goliath, so having killed goliath and triumphed a third time he was ready to become king) and now, like david, renounces armor, saying that the battle is the Lord's.
The leader of the troop unlocked his word-hoard;
the distinguished one delivered this answer...

beowulf, 258-259

Monday, May 4, 2009

The river was a snake looking for someone new to tempt, You were the apple of my eye, I saw you everywhere I went.
Samuel Dickison

lyrics via Moon Face

Thursday, April 16, 2009

some notes regarding the cooking of pork

1. Father Capon deals not with the humble pork cutlet nor with its preparation in his otherwise magnificent book, Supper of the Lamb. This was revealed to me today, making me feel like I did the first time I realized that I could actually drink the entire Dr. Pepper can. There was, finally, a bottom to my pleasure. 

b.  Pork is wonderful barbecued. Or bbq'd. Or thrown onto a fire, smothered in a deep red sauce that smells like burnt wood and Jack Daniels. Perhaps the Lord didn't want Israel sacrificing pork because He knew it would be too much of a temptation for them not to actually let the pieces burn up on the alter. I doubt that was the actual reason, but I like it anyways. 

iii. If you ever barbecue pork, I recommend the following: Having well basted the meat in sauce, pepper, and salt, lay an apple (make sure it's a tart one - Pink Ladies work well) sideways on the cutting board, so that the stem is sideways. Cut through it, making circular rounds. You want them maybe 1/4 to 1/2 inch thick. That way you give moisture to the pork without demanding too much of the poor apple. Cut these rounds in half, and nick out the harder core-esque bits. Drop those bad boys right on top of the pork whilst it chars. When you flip the pork the one time that will be necessary (any more and you're throwing away not only any possibility of being called a grill-master but also the juices the pork and apples try to hard to hoard against the flames) make sure that you put the apples back on top on the cooked side. 2 apples will top about 6 decently sized pieces of pork, or enough for 3 hungry bachelors. 

Sunday, April 5, 2009

one of the greatest phrases i've ever read

soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells

from Robert Frost's poem Birches