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14 thoughts on “Arthurian Legends”
Thankyouthankyouthankyou! I am SO sorry I threatened to pie the administrators and Shin Tsu! Ok! here we go:
Morgan Le Fey: in about half the legends she is evil, a quarter she is nuetral/undecided, and the other quarter good. I love Morgan (or Morgain, or Morgana), and she is good. Sometimes she was less-than-nice to Arthur, but she always loved him and tried to do what was good. She also steered his boat to Avalon.
Another contraversy: the lady of the lake. Was she Vivien or Nimue, good or evil? She throned Arthur, but she brought down Merlin. And sir Gawain rocks, and sir Lancelot drools, as does Guenivere. Also, who knows the story of Sir Beumains? it has a lot of holes in it- like how it never explains why that knight fought him in the castle, or who that dwarf was, or how lady Lynet knows magic. And in L’mort de Arthur, it says Morgan learned magic in a nunnery. How do you learn magic in a nunnery? I am reading The Mists of Avalon to find out, and it is a good book, but sorta anti-christian and anti-semetic. Who has interesting legends? *cackles in glee* Ooh, I love being queen of a post- be sure to put in interesting stuff, or I shall have you hung by your toes. To be sure, you’ll see me on this post a lot! Bye now!
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I know some Celtic/Welsh legends…the most Arthurian one I know is Springwater (Uushkafuur in Old Gaelic)…
-Once, a long time ago, before Finn MacCool or any of the great heroes, there was a little valley. This valley had a magic spring. One sip from the spring, and you would be beautiful, smart, healthy, etc. All the people in the valley farmed. The men were good looking, the women were beautiful, and all the children were above average.
One day, a great and mighty king rode through the land with his men. They camped at the spring. The king loved the spring so much, he conquered the valley and built his castle around the spring to keep it for himself.
The people of the valley told him they needed the spring. “Too bad!” said the mighty king. They pleaded, but in vain. So the farmers packed up and left the valley.
The king married, and he had a daughter, Uushkafour. (It means springwater in Gaelic.) He built a courtyard around the water. When Uushkafour was six, he gave her, and only her, the key to the water room. “Only you, Uushkafour,” he said, “Only you may have the magic water.” And so it was. After a time, only the king and his daughter drank from it. The water started to fill the room, but only Uushkafour knew. It was getting angrier. As she grew up, the spring boiled, and boiled, and boiled, getting madder and madder.
When Uushkafour was 18, the king decided to have her married. He invited all his kingly friends with marriageable sons over for a few days. Uushkafour started to like one of them. They spent time talking, and she showed him the magic water.
On the last night, a feast was held. One of the kingly friends asked, “There is meat, beer, butter, and bread at this table, but where is the water?”
The king laughed. “Uushkafour,” he said, “get the water for our guest.” Uushkafour stayed, unwilling. The king spoke more sharply. Still she stayed. The king realised she must be embarrassed, and spoke kindly to her.
She went, taking the young prince with her. They opened the door, and the spring burst out. It flooded the castle.
So now, if you go to the valley, you’ll find a lake. If you row to the very middle of the lake, you’ll hear music, and Uushkafour will pop up, followed by the prince. The music is the parents, still feasting.
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Is this limited to Arthurian? I know some other ones, just in case you’re interested. Finnish, Russian, and Mongolian.
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Phoenix specifically requested an Arthurian thread, so I’ve just added the topic “Non-Arthurian Legends” for those of you who want to talk about the Mabinogion, the Mahabharata, tales of the Irish sidhe, Russian skazki, Paul Bunyan, etc.
–R. C.
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Sir Gawain and the green Knight:
once King Arthur held a great feast, attnded by all thefinest knights and ladies in the land. Among those present was sir Gawain, Arthur’s greatest knight at the time. They feasted heartily, but somewhere around the second course a giant man, skin and clothing entirely green, came into the hall and challenged any knight who would to a game- he would let the knight cut his head off, and then a year later the knight would go to the green chapel to have HIS head cut off. No knight would volonteer, so the green knight taunted them, saying they were cowards. Finaly Gawain said yes and chopped off the green knight’s head. the giant immedately picked up his head in his arm and rode out of the hall.
Six months later, in accordance with the vow, Gawain rode out to find the green chapel. He rode for another six months, having random adventures, and finally found a knight who knew where it was. THe knight conviced him to stay three days before going to the chapel, and made a bargain: every day he would go hunting, and give Gawain his prizes. In return, Gawain had to give him what HE had won.
SO the knight went hunting, and while he was gone, the lady of the castle went to Gawain and kissed him. At the end of the day, the knight gave him a wild boar, and Gawain gave him a kiss. The next day the same thing happened, but on the third day the lady gave Gawain a scarf she said would make him invurnurable. He did not give it to his host but kept it for himself. The next day he rode to the green chapel. The green knight was waiting, and told him to kneel down. On the first strike of the axe it missed Gawain completely, on the second it missed as well, but on the third and final try thae knight brought down the axe and cut him lightly on the neck, then told him he could go free. Gawain asked why, and he said: “You held true to our bargain of exchange twice, but on the third time you did not. Therefore I could have killed you, but instead spared your life so you could learn from your shame.” Gawain cried of shame, and the knight said “You shall always keep my wife’s scarf as a reminder of humility and unworthiness”. Gawain took the scarf and went back to Camelot, and he wore his badge of shame for the rest of his life.
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But Gawain was the honest one! No, wait, that was Galahad…
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The poit is that awain was modest. And alahad was chaste.
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Did you know that J. R. R. Tolkien translated Gawain? He also edited the original text. You can see it here, along with a couple of modernized versions. You probably won’t be able to read much of the old version; it’s pre-Elizabethan by hundreds of years.
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L’morte de Arthur? It has a lot of holes in the stories, too, but Gerald Morris took the classics, put in jokes, and filled the holes. I especially like The Savage Damsel and the Dwarf (Buemains) and The Squire, His Knight, and His Lady (Gawain and the Green Knight).
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Who read The Mists of Avalon? It is a good book, but really sad, really gross and very intense. Plus the Druids and Priestesses have some really DISGUSTING rituals. And Morgain does NOT have a nice life, and Morgause, that old creep, steals her baby!
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The Legend of the Enchanted Goat
Once when King Arthur was out riding with Percival, he happened upon a barren field. There was nothing in the field but a completely gray goat. King Arthur thought the goat looked cool, so he sent Percival to go catch it. Percival obediently hopped off his horse and started to chase after the goat. After being unable to catch it for several hours, the two men figured out it was faster than an ordinary goat. Arthur took out a net made of really strong silk threads he just happened to have with him, and set it up between 2 trees in the field. They then herded the goat into the net and bundled it up. They took it to Merlin, who proclaimed it was under an enchantment that made it faster, stronger, and smarter than other goats, as well as making it extremely bloated and gassy when it ate parsley. King Arthur decided to use the goat to send his knights out scouting. On one of the scouting missions, Sir Bedevire (for that was whose turn it was) saw a convoy of bandits about 3 leagues ahead. He rode his goat up and when they saw him, they began to throw things at him. A rock hit the goat in the side, and that made it very angry, so it went berserk and rammed all the bandits to death. The End.
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you know, i’ve always wanted to declare one day ‘post on dead threads day’ but i never had enough time.
Thankyouthankyouthankyou! I am SO sorry I threatened to pie the administrators and Shin Tsu! Ok! here we go:
Morgan Le Fey: in about half the legends she is evil, a quarter she is nuetral/undecided, and the other quarter good. I love Morgan (or Morgain, or Morgana), and she is good. Sometimes she was less-than-nice to Arthur, but she always loved him and tried to do what was good. She also steered his boat to Avalon.
Another contraversy: the lady of the lake. Was she Vivien or Nimue, good or evil? She throned Arthur, but she brought down Merlin. And sir Gawain rocks, and sir Lancelot drools, as does Guenivere. Also, who knows the story of Sir Beumains? it has a lot of holes in it- like how it never explains why that knight fought him in the castle, or who that dwarf was, or how lady Lynet knows magic. And in L’mort de Arthur, it says Morgan learned magic in a nunnery. How do you learn magic in a nunnery? I am reading The Mists of Avalon to find out, and it is a good book, but sorta anti-christian and anti-semetic. Who has interesting legends? *cackles in glee* Ooh, I love being queen of a post- be sure to put in interesting stuff, or I shall have you hung by your toes. To be sure, you’ll see me on this post a lot! Bye now!
I know some Celtic/Welsh legends…the most Arthurian one I know is Springwater (Uushkafuur in Old Gaelic)…
-Once, a long time ago, before Finn MacCool or any of the great heroes, there was a little valley. This valley had a magic spring. One sip from the spring, and you would be beautiful, smart, healthy, etc. All the people in the valley farmed. The men were good looking, the women were beautiful, and all the children were above average.
One day, a great and mighty king rode through the land with his men. They camped at the spring. The king loved the spring so much, he conquered the valley and built his castle around the spring to keep it for himself.
The people of the valley told him they needed the spring. “Too bad!” said the mighty king. They pleaded, but in vain. So the farmers packed up and left the valley.
The king married, and he had a daughter, Uushkafour. (It means springwater in Gaelic.) He built a courtyard around the water. When Uushkafour was six, he gave her, and only her, the key to the water room. “Only you, Uushkafour,” he said, “Only you may have the magic water.” And so it was. After a time, only the king and his daughter drank from it. The water started to fill the room, but only Uushkafour knew. It was getting angrier. As she grew up, the spring boiled, and boiled, and boiled, getting madder and madder.
When Uushkafour was 18, the king decided to have her married. He invited all his kingly friends with marriageable sons over for a few days. Uushkafour started to like one of them. They spent time talking, and she showed him the magic water.
On the last night, a feast was held. One of the kingly friends asked, “There is meat, beer, butter, and bread at this table, but where is the water?”
The king laughed. “Uushkafour,” he said, “get the water for our guest.” Uushkafour stayed, unwilling. The king spoke more sharply. Still she stayed. The king realised she must be embarrassed, and spoke kindly to her.
She went, taking the young prince with her. They opened the door, and the spring burst out. It flooded the castle.
So now, if you go to the valley, you’ll find a lake. If you row to the very middle of the lake, you’ll hear music, and Uushkafour will pop up, followed by the prince. The music is the parents, still feasting.
Is this limited to Arthurian? I know some other ones, just in case you’re interested. Finnish, Russian, and Mongolian.
Phoenix specifically requested an Arthurian thread, so I’ve just added the topic “Non-Arthurian Legends” for those of you who want to talk about the Mabinogion, the Mahabharata, tales of the Irish sidhe, Russian skazki, Paul Bunyan, etc.
–R. C.
Sir Gawain and the green Knight:
once King Arthur held a great feast, attnded by all thefinest knights and ladies in the land. Among those present was sir Gawain, Arthur’s greatest knight at the time. They feasted heartily, but somewhere around the second course a giant man, skin and clothing entirely green, came into the hall and challenged any knight who would to a game- he would let the knight cut his head off, and then a year later the knight would go to the green chapel to have HIS head cut off. No knight would volonteer, so the green knight taunted them, saying they were cowards. Finaly Gawain said yes and chopped off the green knight’s head. the giant immedately picked up his head in his arm and rode out of the hall.
Six months later, in accordance with the vow, Gawain rode out to find the green chapel. He rode for another six months, having random adventures, and finally found a knight who knew where it was. THe knight conviced him to stay three days before going to the chapel, and made a bargain: every day he would go hunting, and give Gawain his prizes. In return, Gawain had to give him what HE had won.
SO the knight went hunting, and while he was gone, the lady of the castle went to Gawain and kissed him. At the end of the day, the knight gave him a wild boar, and Gawain gave him a kiss. The next day the same thing happened, but on the third day the lady gave Gawain a scarf she said would make him invurnurable. He did not give it to his host but kept it for himself. The next day he rode to the green chapel. The green knight was waiting, and told him to kneel down. On the first strike of the axe it missed Gawain completely, on the second it missed as well, but on the third and final try thae knight brought down the axe and cut him lightly on the neck, then told him he could go free. Gawain asked why, and he said: “You held true to our bargain of exchange twice, but on the third time you did not. Therefore I could have killed you, but instead spared your life so you could learn from your shame.” Gawain cried of shame, and the knight said “You shall always keep my wife’s scarf as a reminder of humility and unworthiness”. Gawain took the scarf and went back to Camelot, and he wore his badge of shame for the rest of his life.
But Gawain was the honest one! No, wait, that was Galahad…
The poit is that awain was modest. And alahad was chaste.
Did you know that J. R. R. Tolkien translated Gawain? He also edited the original text. You can see it here, along with a couple of modernized versions. You probably won’t be able to read much of the old version; it’s pre-Elizabethan by hundreds of years.
L’morte de Arthur? It has a lot of holes in the stories, too, but Gerald Morris took the classics, put in jokes, and filled the holes. I especially like The Savage Damsel and the Dwarf (Buemains) and The Squire, His Knight, and His Lady (Gawain and the Green Knight).
Who read The Mists of Avalon? It is a good book, but really sad, really gross and very intense. Plus the Druids and Priestesses have some really DISGUSTING rituals. And Morgain does NOT have a nice life, and Morgause, that old creep, steals her baby!
The Legend of the Enchanted Goat
Once when King Arthur was out riding with Percival, he happened upon a barren field. There was nothing in the field but a completely gray goat. King Arthur thought the goat looked cool, so he sent Percival to go catch it. Percival obediently hopped off his horse and started to chase after the goat. After being unable to catch it for several hours, the two men figured out it was faster than an ordinary goat. Arthur took out a net made of really strong silk threads he just happened to have with him, and set it up between 2 trees in the field. They then herded the goat into the net and bundled it up. They took it to Merlin, who proclaimed it was under an enchantment that made it faster, stronger, and smarter than other goats, as well as making it extremely bloated and gassy when it ate parsley. King Arthur decided to use the goat to send his knights out scouting. On one of the scouting missions, Sir Bedevire (for that was whose turn it was) saw a convoy of bandits about 3 leagues ahead. He rode his goat up and when they saw him, they began to throw things at him. A rock hit the goat in the side, and that made it very angry, so it went berserk and rammed all the bandits to death. The End.
whoa
this is confusing
echo echo echo echo
you know, i’ve always wanted to declare one day ‘post on dead threads day’ but i never had enough time.
such…an…ancient…THREAD!!!