You'd seen Rollant aswoon there in his seat,/ And Oliver, who unto death doth bleed

[timeripple]

I am reading The Song of Roland for my Mirrors of Princes class. I have to admit it is kind of silly. The hero spends more time talking to his sword than he does to his best friend. And he faints a lot.

Also, everybody in this poem names their swords.

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It would, of course, be infinitely sillier if they named their swords something unpretentions and unthreatening... like "Bob".

"I am Woldemar the Fierce, Prince of Asgeloth, Wielder of Bob. Tremble before the great and mighty slayer of men, and Bob."

[timeripple.livejournal.com]

*grin* If I ever get the urge to name my bat'leth, I'll call it Bob. Or something.