“With this blow he shattered the sword on crown, which was large, separated from his head so that the blood turned white from the brain yet no less did the brain turn red from the blood.” […]
In old Icelandic, calling someone a “raum” or “raumr” was a way of mixing an insult in with your compliment (or vice-versa). That’s because if someone was a “raum”, they were both exceptionally large, and […]
“Let, wing’d with pleasure, the soft minutes flow, and lasting bliss no interruption know.” […]
“The bites which it makes are huge and severe and it lacerates terribly with its claws, and whatever part of the flesh it tears it renders altogether difficult to heal.” […]
“Cunt-bit, sorry shit, worthless git, hardened hide / Wasted wether, tawdry tether, evil adder: I defy you” […]
“Even that rustic prophet Merlin, a marvelous visionary who foretold the whole future of the English, spoke well of him in a mighty proclamation with a fine and truthful style.” […]
“The sentence was immediately executed, and the skin of the culprit nailed upon the seat of judgment, as an awful warning to others to avoid a similar offence.” […]
“Gawain swung round and, with the sword which he brandished, clove him through the helm and head to his chest, bidding him, when he got to hell, to tell Quintillianus that this was why the Britons were so good at boasting and making threats.” […]
“Spoke Arthur, ‘Though you may not remain here, chieftain, you will get whatever boon might be named by your head and your tongue.'” […]
“The king had marked Hiarvarth’s arrival with the luxury of a sumptuous feast at which he caroused freely, while his guests, contrary to their habit, avoided excessive drinking.” […]
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