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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:02 pm
Good day my Goodly Golden-Hearted Swallows!
and I humbly welcome thee to Ye Olde Shakespearian Dialogues Here, thou shalt find some introduction to the Elizabethan modern English and some of those lofty insults and compliments so oft found in Shakespeare's sweet poetry!
Prithee, take the space to display short works of your own Shakespearian tinkerings! They can be fictions in which a lover is scorned, in which love is won, or any of the other fair imaginings of yours!Some common translations for thine own sanity...Thou/Thee ~ You
thou is the object form (Thou/you art an Adonis) thee subject form (a pox on thee/you)
Ye ~ another form of you
Art ~ Are
there is no "thee be" it is 'Thou art' or you are
Thy/Thine - Your/Yours
thine is used for vowel sounds (thine eyes), thy for consonants (thy purse)
Shall/Shalt ~ Will
shall is singular (I shall) shalt is secondary (thou shalt)
Hast ~ Have
(thou hast insulted me, Good Sir!)
Prithee, Pray thee ~ Please
(Prithee, Good madam - I pray thee, forgive me!)
Aye ~ Yes
Nay ~ No
Perchance ~ MaybeConjunctions...'Tis ~ It is
'Twas ~ It was
'Twill ~ It will
...et ceteraGreetings...Good day!
Well met!
How now?
Greetings!
Salutations!
...et certeraHow are you...How farest thou?
How fares thou?
How doest thou fair this day?
Doest thou fair well?
Art thou of a merry temper?
...et ceteraPartings...Anon (to see soon)
Ciao
Fare well/ fare thee well
...et ceteraTitles...M'Lady/Milady/My Lady
M'Lord/Milord/My Lord
Your Grace
Your Eminence
Sir / Madam
Master / Mistress
Maid / Maiden
Good Wench
Lad / LassOrnamentations....-est
-eth
added to the end of words to maketh them bubble forth like the meandering stream of fair honeyThy fair references for wooing M'Lady or M'Lord...Describers~
rare, sweet, fruitful, brave, sugared, flowering, precious, gallant, golden, delicate, celestial, fleet-footed, honey-tongued, well-wishing, fair-faced, best-tempered, tender-hearted, tiger-booted, smooth-faced, thunder-darting, sweet-suggesting, young-eyed
Nouns~
Adonis, Hercules, Aphrodite, god/goddess, bird song, sweetling, sweeting, sweetheart, lark, knight, song, true-penny, valentineFor thy scalding references for out-witting cunning lads and lasses...Clicketh thou hereSome of my own favourites are
"Thou art a pribbling sap-skulled flax-wench!"
"Well that may be, but thou art a goatish hedge-born harpy!"
"If that be true, then thou art indeed a churlish foot-liking hugger mugger!"These are but some of the creative and glitteringly artistic words and mellifluous combinations that can be cried out with praise or scorn! If I may in any way offer my humble services to thee in any additional aid, I would surely help thee as swiftly and gratefully as a heartbeat, if thou should inquire. Now off! Anon! Write!
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 4:07 am
Thou hast created the most lucid explanation mine eyes have yet beheld! For many a long year have I struggled in vain to understand the good use of thee, thou and thine. At summer faires have I purchase pamphlets to no avail! Prithee, forgive this mammering and rough-hewn post that serves only to besmear thy fine works. and yet know thou the gratitude of this undeserving one.
sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 7:42 am
Good day, 'tis a fine day for an insult,
"Thou beslubbering pox-marked codpiece!!! Thou hast stepeth on my toe! How dare thee."
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 7:59 am
Simon Wells Thou hast created the most lucid explanation mine eyes have yet beheld! For many a long year have I struggled in vain to understand the good use of thee, thou and thine. At summer faires have I purchase pamphlets to no avail! Prithee, forgive this mammering and rough-hewn post that serves only to besmear thy fine works. and yet know thou the gratitude of this undeserving one. sweatdrop Indeed, my Good Lord! Thy words doth deserve all the prise that mine own humble soul can offer! I thank thee most kindly for gracing this lowly thread with them, my Lord. And by Jove! I do declare that this happy and unusual place..this summer faire...that 'tis indeed where that other state of my being doth reside for two months each summer hence, and by the good and willing natures of my elders and betters, that I happened upon the fine and delightful Elizabethan dialect!
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 8:02 am
DarkDaughter Good day, 'tis a fine day for an insult, "Thou beslubbering pox-marked codpiece!!! Thou hast stepeth on my toe! How dare thee." Brava thou sweet silver-shining spring leaf! How farest thou and thy toe on this passingly fair day?
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 8:17 am
Thou doest mock a poor peasant with this pageantry of fine and melodic syllables! How is a gentleman of humble background to have any hopes of wooing a fair maiden then, if he does not, by Fate or Fortune, possess them?
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 8:21 am
Conall the Wanderer Thou doest mock a poor peasant with this pageantry of fine and melodic syllables! How is a gentleman of humble background to have any hopes of wooing a fair maiden then, if he does not, by Fate or Fortune, possess them? Dear Lord, there are none of true humble background, for we are all but humble servants of the Earth and these words with which we speak are a gift, in truth, given to all men and maidens so that they might decorate the ancient air with their beauteous countenances!
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 8:25 am
Aeliara Conall the Wanderer Thou doest mock a poor peasant with this pageantry of fine and melodic syllables! How is a gentleman of humble background to have any hopes of wooing a fair maiden then, if he does not, by Fate or Fortune, possess them? Dear Lord, there are none of true humble background, for we are all but humble servants of the Earth and these words with which we speak are a gift, in truth, given to all men and maidens so that they might decorate the ancient air with their beauteous countenances! My fair Lady, I believe that thou dost speaketh the truth in these matters, and I pray your forgiveness and favour as I learn the art of eloquence in spoken poetry.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 10:54 am
thou hast conjured a congeries of mellifluous utterance!
so much so that mere mortals must hesitate to join such dionysian discourse.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 11:26 am
beaulolais thou hast conjured a congeries of mellifluous utterance! so much so that mere mortals must hesitate to join such dionysian discourse. Oh, but M'Lady, thou hast entred with such elegance that all other utterances have all but been cast aside! Come thee thence to our humble, but good table and join in our delight of syllabic poetry!
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 7:56 pm
Prithee, forgive me, good sirs and madams.... Mine own dialogue 'tis a spleeny unwas'd lout. Thou art honey-tongued masters! What glorious utterances spew forth from thy mouths!
I have but two questions, if thou would'st allow't-
What noble works of the brilliant word-crafter Shakespeare turneth thy cogs? Which green thy gills?
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 9:56 pm
DarknessApproaches39 Prithee, forgive me, good sirs and madams.... Mine own dialogue 'tis a spleeny unwas'd lout. Thou art honey-tongued masters! What glorious utterances spew forth from thy mouths! I have but two questions, if thou would'st allow't- What noble works of the brilliant word-crafter Shakespeare turneth thy cogs? Which green thy gills? Well sung, my Lady! Well sung, indeed! And an enlightened and faceted inquiry, as well! I would have to admit that mine own understanding of the great word of one such as M'Lord Shakespeare is but a candle flame to the brilliant golden orb that doth grace our place of earthly habitation, but among my favourites of his word would be A Midsummer Night's Dream, for 'tis full of enchantment, the one and sole Hamlet, Othello, and MacBeth. The sole world that would be deemed opposite by me of the shining glory of his triumphant works would be none other than Romeo and the foolish Juliet. And what of thee, My Lady? What wouldst thou have?
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 10:39 pm
If thou, dear madam, saidest that thee's understanding doth not hold a candle, mine own experience with th'genius Shakespeare is but a drop in a vast, limitless ocean... I have but yet to peruse Othello and Macbeth, to become lost in th'land of bountiful words.
At this very moment, Hamlet graces mine own eyes. 'Tis a lovely masterpiece. Romeo and Juliet art frivolous fools, aye, but they art cursed ones. Pity doth exist in mine own heart for those star-crossed lovers.
I must confess- Twelfth Night, most confounding and humourous, 'tis high in my favour. 'Tis impossible to understand such astuteness that graces Master Shakespeare, to craft such a winding tale, and so proficiently.
Dost thou agree with mine humble opinions, good lady? Dost thou other lords and ladies?
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 8:41 am
myself shouldst deem Titus Andronicus the saddest feeble flickering of the brilliant candle of Shakespeare's mind ere it were for e'er extinguisht; in fine, it is but a tale told by a fool, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
yet i do hasten to concur anent Twelfth Night!
marvelous strange and joysome seemeth overweening Malvolio, appearing cross-gartered and amorous before his mistress!
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 11:36 am
I must seek out those fair thespians who are so marvelous in their moving art that they can paint out with voice and movement the glorious Twelfth Night! I fear that I have left the household of my own mind in squalid conditions to have neglected becoming acquainted with it previously!
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