“Fierce is my blade, fierce is my hate
Born to die in battle, I laugh at my fate
Now pay in blood when your blood has been spilled
You’re never forgiven - Death is fulfilled!
The clash of honor calls
To stand when others fall
God of war
Feel the power of my sword.”
from the novel Conan the Barbarian, by L. Sprague deCamp and Lin Carter, based on the screenplay by John Milius and Oliver Stone.
On a lighter note, rent Cheech and Chong’s version of The Corsican Brothers , and look for the scene where Chong and his girlfriend are discussing swords. He is talking about swords. She is talking about penises.
I don’t remember the exact words, but it was something along the lines of:
HIM: Mine is broken. That’s why I have to get to the castle. That’s where they keep the big ones.
HER: Pierre. But his is too big.
HIM: They can never be too big. If they are big enough, friend and foe alike will flee in sheer terror.
BMalion
Granted swords are low maintenance never-fail weapons of war.
However, remember the scene in “Raiders Of The Lost Ark” where Indiana Jones is confronted by the scimitar-wielding villain ? Need I say more?
I’ll take a 30:06 any day.
You can have the gun; I have the bullets! Now, as I said elsewhere, shall we start negotiations?
Tristan, the reason I invoked the dread name of Sweetums is he was one of my first fencing teachers and one of the best. I’ve learned a lot for him and would learn even more if he ever got back to turning up at BMDL fencing practices again. I am, however, crushed, and my illusions are shattered! : only with a tragic swoon: You see, I expected him to know those quotes of the top of his head, rather than having to look them up.
Hmmm. Maybe this thread is another excuse to re-read Cyrano de Bergerac* or see if I can find a translation of The Three Musketteers I actually like. After all, I didn’t get into fencing because of Sweetums’ good looks!
The Romeo and Juliet quote is actually “He jests at scars that never felt a wound.” It’s about love, not swords…
From the same play: “O! he is the courageous captain of compliments. He fights as you sing prick-song, keeps time, distance, and proportion; rests me his minim rest, one, two, and the third in your bosom; the very butcher of a silk button, a duellist, a duellist; a gentleman of the very first house, of the first and second cause. Ah! the immortal passado! the punto reverso! the hay!”
Okay, Mercutio’s making fun of Tybalt and his fencing, but it’s about it.
Ahh Siege, but you forget. In addition to my skill with sword, I pride myself at my skill at my chosen profession.
Any good reference librarian knows, always provide documentation for your answers. I could have tossed out a few from memory, but having the resources right here, I would be remiss in not using them. :cool: