#Jolabokaflodswap on the way tomorrow.
@MaleficentBookDragon
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#Jolabokaflodswap on the way tomorrow.
@MaleficentBookDragon
Recent acquisitions (50% off all hardbacks at my local right now!):
📖 Viking: Hammer of the North by Magnus Magnusson
📖 The Celts: Life, Myth and Art by Juliette Wood
📖 Timpson's England: A Look Beyond the Obvious by John Timpson
#UniteAgainstBookBans and #LetUtahRead
pickIt was good to tick this one off my TBR, though it was more than just a tick-box exercise as I did enjoy it for itself.
The earlier poems are more mystical and esoteric, being prophecies of the gods and gnomic sayings for good conduct, surprisingly abstemious in respect of alcohol, and sadly misogynistic in parts. The later poems deal more with human heroes and dynastic strife. While some of the women here are marriage pawns, many are warriors ⬇️
"With a hell-bent hand she loosed the dogs;
hurled before the hall doors a flaming brand; wakening the house servants,
the bride made them pay for her brothers.
She gave to the fire all who were in there,
who after the death of Gunnar and Hogni had come from Myrkheim;
the ancient timbers fell, the temples went up in smoke,
the estates of Budli's descendants, shield-maids inside
burnt up, their lives stopped, they sank into the hot fire."
"The bright-faced woman darted about, bringing drink,
the terrible woman, to the nobles; she brought morsels with the ale
for the pale-faced men, reluctantly; then she told Atli his shame.
'Your own sons' - sharer-out of swords -
hearts, corpse-bloody, you are chewing up with honey;
you are filling your stomach, proud lord, with dead human flesh,
eating it as ale-appetizers and sending it to the high seat."
"I expect a wolf when I see his ears."
A quote about knowing a wrong 'un when you see a wrong 'un from the Lay of Fafnir, a story about how the lust for wealth and power ends in much suffering. It's quite an ancient story; not sure that it has any relevance for the modern age. ?
"Hearing I ask from all the tribes,
greater and lesser, the offspring of Heimdall;
Father of the Slain, you wished me well to declare living beings' ancient stories, those I remember from further back."
- Voluspa (The Seeress's Prophecy)
#FirstLineFridays @ShyBookOwl
"It isn't as good as it's said to be,
ale, for the sons of men;
for the more a man drinks, the less he knows about his own mind.
The forgetfulness-heron it's called
who hovers over ale -drinking;
he steals a man's mind.
That's the best about ale-drinking that afterwards
every man gets his mind back again.
Let no man hold onto the cup, but drink mead in moderation,
let him say what's necessary or be silent;
no man will scold you
⬇️
I've read retellings of these stories since I was a kid, and I read the Prose Edda a few years ago, so feeling it was time to read the Poetic Edda. This Oxford World's Classics edition looks like it has good explanatory notes, but not too extensive for the dilettante reader that I am.
#BookmarkMatching Accidentally, a reasonable colour match to the book with this bookmark showing Nordic artefacts, which I bought from the Jorvic Viking Museum 🔖
pick800 pages of Thorgil Thorgilsson pirating around, forming blood feuds, exchanging giant rings and gilded swords, and "discovering" Canada. Did you know Vikings named it Greenland as a marketing tactic? So more Norsemen would want to move to that desolate place and keep them company.
Loved it
