vendredi, avril 08, 2011

O grete Scandale!

Sum maner of route of studentez hath stolen the draftes of myn litel Tales of Caunterburye and are y-poostinge the tales on twittre.

11 commentaires:

Jane Austen a dit…

That is a most terrible Thing! I would certainly faint if One were to Steal my precious Writing. I am oft to Think that People would take my Manuscripts since I tend to Publish in an Anonymous Manner. Being a Woman, I must do such Things.

Anonyme a dit…

Zounds! Hwat grete villaynye is this?

Anon 1:50 a dit…

Alarum!

Ich heareth of illustrraciones unseryus mayde for thy werke under construcion by som scurrilous felyne louvers! Theyer mockeries are not to be bourne!

An it pleaseth thee, be watchful of "Ich Can Hath Flampoyntes?" for developementes.

Anon 1:50 a dit…

Alarum!

Ich heareth of illustrraciones unseryus mayde for thy werke under construcion by som scurrilous felyne louvers! Theyer mockeries are not to be bourne!

An it pleaseth thee, be watchful of "Ich Can Hath Flampoyntes?" for developementes.

Mrs. C a dit…

Ain't it grand that my word capture is "immychur"--as in any lout who'd make off with your writings is clearly immychur!

Hannah Kilpatrick a dit…

Hm. Me semyth that twittre wolde be a most cunnynge way in which to publish one's verses. Uche verse one twete, glosses (if necessarie) added in Replies. No need to correct Adam. And yower followers could respond as you wrote - a trewely minstrel-lyk experience!

KYNG RICHARDE myght want to patente that babie.

Adrillf a dit…

I just got done reading your book, and I am sorry to say that I am a nerd and laughed at the entire thing. My wife thought I was crazy because I would try to explain to her the humor behind it and it just wasn't working. I do have a question for you GC. In your list of abreviations for the internet, I would like your opinion on the following as found on dating sites and personal adds:
A/S/L
DDF
HWP
WTR
or any others that you wish to use. It would be wonderful to gain your insight on internet dating.

Nonie a dit…

Adrillf:

Untill owr gentil Maistre Galfridus hath time for to replie, here been mine suggestiouns:

A/S/L: Accordant to Seinte Loy.

DDF: Deal death to the Frensshe.

HWP: Hotte Wombat Pyes! (Thys abbreviacioun serveth triple duties: as a strete call advertisyng pastries, as an exclamacioun of surpryse, or as euphemysm for a damosel's great virtues, if thou knowest whatte ys my mening, and I thynk thou doest.)

WTR: Whatte the Redempcioune?

Peradventure these mayen been of assistaunce unto you.

--Nonie Verbosa

Anonyme a dit…

Maister Chaucer! Myne maister's defynse on yower Parlement of Briddes is thys verray day; wysh me luck! I am somehwaet nervous!

Geoffrey Chaucer a dit…

Ma / Mon Cher(e) Anonyme,

Ich do preye to alle the seyntez that thou did wel prevayle at thy defens. Yif it hath nat yet occurid, heere ys a pistel of counseil for thee: yif thy attackeres do aske about the context for that poeme, reminde them that yt nys nat a political allegorie. Yt ys actuallye about thes crazye birdes that Ich did see yn a dreame. Thou masyt quoten me concerninge thys mattir.

Le Vostre,
GC

Anonyme a dit…

Maister Chaucer! Sooth to seyn, I was victorys wyth myn defense! BSL! The comytee was qyte stern, but those greet auctors saw myn poynte yn the endye.