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Alistair Jun 4
๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’•๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’‡ eฬถvฬถeฬถrฬถyฬถtฬถhฬถiฬถnฬถgฬถ.
๐‘ช๐’‚๐’ ๐‘ฐ ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚๐’‘?
๐‘จ ๐“…โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐’ธโ„ฏ๐’ป๐“Š๐“ ๐’๐’๐’†?
๐‘พ๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘ฐ ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’†๐’๐’… แด€สŸสŸ แดส แด€ษขแดษดส ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•'๐’” ๐’๐’†๐’‡๐’• ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’Ž๐’†?

๐‘บ๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐‘ฐ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’“๐’š แŒ แˆƒแŠแ‰ฟแˆจแ‰ป ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’…?
๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’“๐’š ๐Ÿ…œ๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…จ๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…ข๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…”๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…›๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…•๏ธŽ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’‡ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’๐’“๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’•?
๐‘ฐ ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐Ÿ…ด๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…ฝ๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…ณ๏ธŽ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’,
๐‘ฌ๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’Ž๐’š ๊ช‘๐“ฒ๐˜ด๊ซ€๐˜ณ๊ช— ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐‘ฐ'๐’—๐’† ๐’Œ๐’†๐’‘๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’”๐’ ๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ.

๐‘ณ๐’๐’๐’Œ ๐’‰๐’๐’˜ bฬธrฬธoฬธkฬธeฬธnฬธ ๐‘ฐ ๐’‚๐’Ž,
๐‘บ๐’‰๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’ ๊Žญ๊€ค๊’’๊’’๊€ค๊‚ฆ๊ˆค๊Œš ๊ชฎแ ป ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ…‚ ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’.
fฬถrฬถuฬถsฬถtฬถrฬถaฬถtฬถeฬถdฬถ, ๐‘ฐ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’”
๐‘ญ๐’๐’“ ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’† แต‰หฃแต–แต‰แถœแต—แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟหข ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’… ๐’”๐’†๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’Ž๐’š๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡.

โ’พ๏ธŽ ๐’‚๐’Ž ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’‚ ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’š sสษlษŸ,
๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’๐’ ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“…๐“…๐“Ž ๐’๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’†๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’…๐’†๐’๐’•.
๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† nฬธoฬธ ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’„๐’‚๐’–๐’”๐’†,
๐•ด แตƒแต ษ fฬธaฬธiฬธlฬธuฬธrฬธeฬธ.
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THE RUIN in a Modern English Translation

"The Ruin" is one of the great poems of English antiquity. This modern English translation of one of the very best Old English/Anglo-Saxon poems is followed by footnotes, a summary and analysis, a discussion of the theme, and the translator's comments.


THE RUIN
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

well-hewn was this wall-stone, till Wyrdes wrecked it
and the Colossus sagged inward ...

broad battlements broken;
the Builders' work battered;

the high ramparts toppled;
tall towers collapsed;

the great roof-beams shattered;
gates groaning, agape ...

mortar mottled and marred by scarring ****-frosts ...
the Giantsโ€™ dauntless strongholds decaying with age ...

shattered, the shieldwalls,
the turrets in tatters ...

where now are those mighty Masons, those Wielders and Wrights,
those Samson-like Stonesmiths?

the grasp of the earth, the firm grip of the ground
holds fast those fearless Fathers
men might have forgotten
except that this slow-rotting siege-wall still stands
after countless generations!

for always this edifice, grey-lichened, blood-stained,
stands facing fierce storms with their wild-whipping winds
because those master Builders bound its wall-base together
so cunningly with iron!

it outlasted mighty kings and their claims!

how high rose those regal rooftops!
how kingly their castle-keeps!
how homely their homesteads!
how boisterous their bath-houses and their merry mead-halls!
how heavenward flew their high-flung pinnacles!
how tremendous the tumult of those famous War-Wagers ...
till mighty Fate overturned it all, and with it, them.

then the wide walls fell;
then the bulwarks were broken;
then the dark days of disease descended ...

as death swept the battlements of brave Brawlers;
as their palaces became waste places;
as ruin rained down on their grand Acropolis;
as their great cities and castles collapsed
while those who might have rebuilt them lay gelded in the ground:
those marvelous Men, those mighty master Builders!

therefore these once-decorous courts court decay;
therefore these once-lofty gates gape open;
therefore these roofs' curved arches lie stripped of their shingles;
therefore these streets have sunk into ruin and corroded rubble ...

when in times past light-hearted Titans flushed with wine
strode strutting in gleaming armor, adorned with splendid ladiesโ€™ favors,
through this brilliant city of the audacious famous Builders
to compete for bright treasure: gold, silver, amber, gemstones.

here the cobblestoned courts clattered;
here the streams gushed forth their abundant waters;
here the baths steamed, hot at their fiery hearts;
here this wondrous wall embraced it all, with its broad *****.

... that was spacious ...



Footnotes and Translator's Comments
by Michael R. Burch

Summary

"The Ruin" is an ancient Anglo-Saxon poem. It appears in the Exeter Book, which has been dated to around 960-990 AD. However, the poem may be older than the manuscript, since many ancient poems were passed down ****** for generations before being written down. The poem is an elegy or lament for the works of "mighty men" of the past that have fallen into disrepair and ruins. Ironically, the poem itself was found in a state of ruin. There are holes in the vellum upon which it was written. It appears that a brand or poker was laid to rest on the venerable book. It is believed the Exeter Book was also used as a cutting board and beer mat. Indeed, we are lucky to have as much of the poem as we do.

Author

The author is an unknown Anglo-Saxon scop (poet).

Genre

"The Ruin" may be classified as an elegy, eulogy, dirge and/or lament, depending on how one interprets it.

Theme

The poem's theme is one common to Anglo-Saxon poetry and literature: that man and his works cannot escape the hands of wyrde (fate), time and death. Thus men can only face the inevitable with courage, resolve, fortitude and resignation. Having visited Bath myself, I can easily understand how the scop who wrote the poem felt, and why, if I am interpreting the poem correctly.

Plot

The plot of "The Ruin" seems rather simple and straightforward: Things fall apart. The author of the poem blames Fate for the destruction he sees. The builders are described as "giants."

Techniques

"The Ruin" is an alliterative poem; it uses alliteration rather than meter and rhyme to "create a flow" of words. This was typical of Anglo-Saxon poetry.

History

When the Romans pulled their legions out of Britain around 400 BC, primarily because they faced increasing threats at home, they left behind a number of immense stone works, including Hadrian's Wall, various roads and bridges, and cities like Bath. Bath, known to the Romans as Aquae Sulis, is the only English city fed by hot springs, so it seems likely that the city in question is Bath. Another theory is that the poem refers to Hadrian's Wall and the baths mentioned were heated artificially. The Saxons, who replaced the Romans as rulers of most of Britain, used stone only for churches and their churches were small. So it seems safe to say that the ruins in question were created by Roman builders.

Interpretation

My personal interpretation of the poem is that the poet is simultaneously impressed by the magnificence of the works he is viewing, and discouraged that even the works of the mighty men of the past have fallen to ruin.

Analysis of Characters and References

There are no characters, per se, only an anonymous speaker describing the ruins and the men he imagines to have built things that have survived so long despite battles and the elements.

Related Poems

Other Anglo-Saxon/Old English poems: The Ruin, Wulf and Eadwacer, The Wife's Lament, Deor's Lament, Caedmon's Hymn, Bede's Death Song, The Seafarer, Anglo-Saxon Riddles and Kennings

Keywords/Tags: Anglo-Saxon, Old English, England, translation, elegy, lament, lamentation, Bath, Roman, giant, giants, medieval, builders, ruin, ruins, wall, walls, fate, mrbtr
FC Azaele May 4
Give me light
that the poppy receives

Give me Rain
to quench my thirst

As I hunger and thirst
for you
I sit here and ask when youโ€™ll return

Slowly,
My skin cracks and my heart aches
As my bones protrude,
Iโ€™ve begun to wither into a corpse
of ruin and sallow skin


I want you;
Your rays, Your light.
Burn me until my skin detests โ€”
Screaming
for all you give

Give me all
I hope to receive
Written on the 3rd of February 2021
Found in an old journal.
What I lost is something that can never be replaced.
Vandalism
Vandals
What has become of this
Generation
Destruction
Destroy
Break
Smash
Can't they take their anger out in a constructive way.
Why.?
They only do it to boast
Get attention
Or it gives them a frill
Makes them feelย ย excited.


Well get a life
Volunteer
Boxing class
Do something positive.
Just stop this destructive behaviour
Your only making your life
Complicated
Affecting your own future
Get help counselling
Anger management.
Therapist
But think before you act ..
Today we had vandals cause havoc by destroying a beautiful Glass house in Edinburgh SAUGHTON the rose garden .they smashed 23 windows panes  
It devastated the community ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฅ
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