Him þa æðelingas         ondsweorodon,
geonge gencwidum,         gastgerynum:
"We ðe, Andreas,         eaðe gecyðað

860
sið userne,         þæt ðu sylfa miht
ongitan gleawlice         gastgehygdum.

Caedmon's Hymn:

meotodes meahte     ond his modgeþanc

Derek Updegraff, “FORE ÆRE MÆR E MOD ASTIGE”:
TWO NEW PERSPECTIVES ON THE OLD ENGLISH GIFTS OF MEN

Soon-ai Low, "Pride, Courage, a nd Anger... OE Mod" in Verbal Encounters (Frank, Harbus, poole)

Genesis:
þu scealt oðerne         eðel secean,
wynleasran wic,         and on wræc hweorfan
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I finally finished translating Soul and Body II.  It's clunky and ugly and probably error-ridden and very literal (except in places where I couldn't make the grammar come out and had to sort of squish the syntax around), but it's good enough to give my classicist committee member so he can point me in the right direction in the sea of Evagrius, ( Read more... )

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My classicist committee member needs this translation with pertinent bits commented upon soonest, so I have to do it this week. So if you can see that I screw something up, feel free to let me know; I'll be squeezing this in amongst other things as I can.  Pasted from Read more... )

Ok, the mad "sewing together so it flows, look at that, how did that happen"-ness is not going to happen on this Trauma paper.  I am just going to have to peck away at it and massage it and massage it and massage it and not spend so much time on it that nothing else gets done, and there is a lot to be done besides this.  My brain is exhausted and ( Read more... )

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