Some canon from King Arthur
Dec. 14th, 2008 12:10 pmA short excerpt from Chrétien de Troyes's Lancelot about a night of passion. Lancelot/Queen Guinevere, wife of Arthur. Het. Very sexy, mediaeval-style.
Now Lancelot possesses all he wants, when the Queen voluntarily seeks his company and love, and when he holds her in his arms, and she holds him in hers. Their sport is so agreeable and sweet, as they kiss and fondle each other, that in truth such a marvellous joy comes over them as was never heard or known. But their joy will not be revealed by me, for in a story, it has no place. Yet, the most choice and delightful satisfaction was precisely that of which our story must not speak. That night Lancelot's joy and pleasure were very great. But, to his sorrow, day comes when he must leave his mistress' side. It cost him such pain to leave her that he suffered a real martyr's agony. His heart now stays where the Queen remains; he has not the power to lead it away, for it finds such pleasure in the Queen that it has no desire to leave her: so his body goes, and his heart remains. But enough of his body stays behind to spot and stain the sheets with the blood which has fallen from his fingers.
If only
thamiris were here to talk to me about this. She loved mediaeval language and literature.
Now Lancelot possesses all he wants, when the Queen voluntarily seeks his company and love, and when he holds her in his arms, and she holds him in hers. Their sport is so agreeable and sweet, as they kiss and fondle each other, that in truth such a marvellous joy comes over them as was never heard or known. But their joy will not be revealed by me, for in a story, it has no place. Yet, the most choice and delightful satisfaction was precisely that of which our story must not speak. That night Lancelot's joy and pleasure were very great. But, to his sorrow, day comes when he must leave his mistress' side. It cost him such pain to leave her that he suffered a real martyr's agony. His heart now stays where the Queen remains; he has not the power to lead it away, for it finds such pleasure in the Queen that it has no desire to leave her: so his body goes, and his heart remains. But enough of his body stays behind to spot and stain the sheets with the blood which has fallen from his fingers.
If only
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Date: 2008-12-14 03:21 pm (UTC)i miss her (writing) very much, too. i remember once she posted a review of a book on science and passionately criticised its dismissal of the middle ages. it was a short, bubbling, beautiful little piece and the budding medievalist in me could only applaud.
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Date: 2008-12-14 10:11 pm (UTC)And what you love about the passage is just why I picked it. :-)
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Date: 2008-12-14 05:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-14 10:11 pm (UTC)But she would not want a :-(! She was so very, very :-)!
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Date: 2008-12-14 05:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-14 10:12 pm (UTC)We may be moving to California, you know...
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Date: 2008-12-15 01:32 am (UTC)Apparently, a bit earlier, people started naming their sons Roland and Oliver. They didn't quite do it with Lancelot, but William the Marshall's biography shows a significant progression of tournaments from mob violence to pagentry.
I do know about the possible job, it would be fun to have you here!
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Date: 2008-12-15 11:48 am (UTC)That is fascinating about naming their sons Roland and Oliver (why Oliver?). In Germany, the Hanseatic towns all have statues of a Roland in their marketsquares. The modern Lance, I presume, is short for Lancelot? Pity that Galahad never caught on. Dang, we missed that one when we were naming our sons. I think some girls (in Ireland?) are to this day called Morgan. A lovely name that the TV series bowdlerized.
Look, have some Baroque art! (by Artemisia Gentileschi)