Rough Games for Rough Men
“Running, Gisli took the ball and pitched it between Thorgrim’s shoulder-blades. The blow pushed him flat on his face.” […]
“Running, Gisli took the ball and pitched it between Thorgrim’s shoulder-blades. The blow pushed him flat on his face.” […]
“Inside this tent was the maiden who surpassed in beauty the lily – clad only in her shift. Her body was well formed and handsome. Her side was uncovered, as well as her face, neck and breast.” […]
“Then Thrand Strider made a running leap at the wall, jumping high enough to be able to hook his axe over the tops of the wall and then pull himself up by the axe-handle until he got on to the fortification.” […]
“They found toads brought in by chance in the bottom of the holds. They threw them out still living on to the land; but immediately they turned their bellies up, burst in the middle, and died, while everybody saw and wondered.” […]
“Lady,” he said, “in God’s name, have mercy on me! If I tell you this, great harm will come to me. For as a result I shall lose your love and destroy myself.” […]
“You have a choice – either you take me in and act as if nothing has happened or I will call witnesses this minute, divorce you and have my father reclaim my bride-price and my dowry. Then you wouldn’t have to worry about my taking up room in your bed ever again.” […]
“Accordingly in some parts of Ireland bishops and religious men eat barnacles without sin during a fasting time, regarding them as not being flesh, since they were not born of flesh.” […]
“He kissed her and henceforth was at peace. They lay together and talked, kissing and embracing. May the final act, which others are accustomed to enjoy, give them pleasure.” […]
“He had tasseled shoe-laces, as was the custom then, and one of the laces had become untied so that the tassel trailed along the ground.” […]
“Bird of this kind “that live by prey, throw their weak young offspring out of their nests, lest they should accustom themselves to soft living.” […]
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