Quotes About Medieval

He kept his tippet stuffed with pins for curls, And pocket-knives, to give to pretty girls.

This Nicholas anon leet fle a fart As greet as it had been a thonder-dent, That with the strook he was almoost yblent; And he was redy with his iren hoot, And Nicholas amydde the ers he smoot. Of gooth the skyn an hande-brede aboute, The hoote kultour brende so his toute, And for the smert he wende for to dye.

Well did he know the taverns in every town, and every hosteller and bar-maid, far better than he knew any leper or beggar.

Upon his arm he bare a gay bracer*, *small shield And by his side a sword and a buckler, And on that other side a gay daggere, Harnessed well, and sharp as point of spear:

Here is ended the Prioress's Tale.

He was broad and squat, with a thick neck; he could knock any door off its hinges, and would no doubt have excelled at that game the London apprentices play, known as 'breaking doors with our heads'.

I will tell you, as it was taught to me, the four spirits and the seven bodies, by order, as I oft heard my Master name them. The first spirit is called quicksilver, the second is arsenic, the third is sal ammoniac, and the fourth is brimstone. The seven bodies, lo, are here anon: the Sun is gold, the Moon is silver, Mars is iron, Mercury is quicksilver, Saturn is lead, Jupiter is tin, and Venus is copper.

Brimful of pardons come from Rome, all hot. He had the same small voice a goat has got

I sow all sorts of seeds, and get no great harvest from any one of them. I am cursed with susceptibility in every direction, and effective faculty in none. I care for painting and music; I care for classic literature, and mediæval literature, and modern literature; I flutter all ways, and fly in none.

The costumes are insane on 'Once Upon a Time.' It did influence my taking the job, the fact that not only would I be horseback riding and sword fighting and traipsing through the woods but I would be doing all those things in insane, medieval garb.

If ever there was a slamming of the door in the face of constructive investigation, it is the word miracle. To a medieval peasant, a radio would have seemed like a miracle.

The first thing I said if I sat on the Iron Throne would probably be, 'Ouch!' It's actually painful because it's made of swords. But my first Royal Edict would be, 'Somebody get rid of this damn chair!'

Let others sing of knights and paladinsIn aged accents and untimely words.

In medieval times there was great anxiety over the belief that witches liked to steal penises and keep them as pets.

Mum insists on calling Sat Nav the Talking Map, like she's a medieval peasant who believes in witchcraft.

I think of myself as more of a 12th-Century artist than a modern one—I write, not for my own pleasure or the pleasure of my audience, but to praise God.

The medieval church imposed fast days on which sexual intercourse and the eating of flesh were forbidden, but eating cold foods was permitted. because fish came from water, it was deemed cold, as were waterfowl and whale, but meat was considered hot food.

Rusty wore jeans, Fiona a long skirt that swept the ground. Dragging its flounces across the damp grass, she looked like a mediaeval lady from the rubric of an illuminated Book of Hours, a remote princess engaged in some now obsolete pastime.

Sir Lamda Mewnew and Sir Omicron Pie

If a man from medieval times could have seen this red-lit city, and the beings moving through it, he would certainly have believed himself in Hell. Even Jan, for all his curiosity and scientific detachment, found himself on the verge of unreasoning terror. The absence of a single familiar reference point can be utterly unnerving even to the coolest and clearest of minds.

Milord, Knight in Shining Armor, methinks thou hast a present in thy chamber.

In the midst of the lake Arthur was ware of an arm clothed in white samite, that held a fair sword in that hand.

Well, said the haut prince, this day must noble knights joust.

Every article on these islands has an almost personal character, which gives this simple life, where all art is unknown, something of the artistic beauty of medieval life.