#anglosaxons

[irixhye]

I love these lines from the Old English poem The Wanderer:

"Ne mæg weorþan wis wer, ær he age wintra dæl in woruldrice"

"A man may not become wise before he has had his share of winters in the world"

Translation by Eleanor Parker, whose book about anglosaxons, Winters in the World, I highly recommend and it's my favorite non-fiction book:

[lmrourke]

**NOT FOR SALE or COMMISSION** Custom Funko Pop Uhtred from the TV series "The Last Kingdom" #thelastkingdom #uhtred #uhtredofbebbanburg #uhtredragnarson #alexanderdreymon #britishhistoricalfiction #bernardcornwell #thesaxonstories #bbcamerica #netflixseries #vikings #anglosaxons #funko #customfunko #funkopopcommission #funkopopcustom #custompop #funkopop https://www.instagram.com/p/CNXjHWwsaU4/?igshid=1t8p8o6834161

[mathew-jackson]

Shield Wall

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[thebritishmonarchycouk]

Sweyn Forkbeard Old Norse: Sveinn Haraldsson tjúguskegg; Danish: Svend Tveskæg . king of Denmark from 986 to 1014. . King of Norway: 986–995 & 1000–1014. . King of the English: 1013–1014 . Born: c. 960, Denmark Parents: Harald “Bluetooth” Gormsson (Old Norse: Haraldr Gormsson; Danish: Harald Blåtand Gormsen, died c. 985/86),king of Denmark & Norway.by either Gunhild or Tove. . House of: Denmark . Marriages & children; . The sources about the wife or wives of Sweyn are contradictory, but the two names we have are; . (1.) Sigrid the Haughty (2.) Gunhild of Wenden . Children from these marriages are; . Harald II of Denmark (c. 996–998 − c. 1018) Cnut the Great Estrid Svendsdatter (990/997 – 1057/1073) Gytha Gunnhild Santslaue Thyra . Died: 3 February 1014 (aged 53-54), Gainsborough, Lincolnshire, England Burial: Roskilde Cathedral or St. Trinity in Lund. . Successor: As king of Denmark: Harald II of Denmark (eldest son) King of Norway: Olaf II of Norway King of England: Æthelred the Unready. . . . #kingsandqueensofgreatbritain #kingsandqueens #Monarchy #RoyalHistory #Royalty #Royals #Portraitpainting #historyinpictures #Britishhistory #BritishMonarchy #Monarch #EnglishHistory #EnglishMonarchy #Medievalhistory #Danes #Medievaltimes #HistoryFacts #medieval #MedievalEngland #Anglosaxons #Anglosaxon #kingoftheEnglish #Sweyn #SweynForkbeard #Vikings #KingofDenmark #Kingofnorway (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRowEolM0mm/?utm_medium=tumblr

[zdravstvuysclntse]

@anglo-saxons​  A meme I forgot to post 

[survivethejive]

Wow! The Anglo Saxon kingdoms exhibit doesn’t just boast amazing manuscripts. Funerary urn with runic inscription and solar wheels, sutton hoo buckle and the Thames Seax (all pictured) to name bit three. Truly awe inspiring #AngloSaxonArt #anglosaxons (at The British Library) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqkilisA_N3/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vydye53b2xeo

[rashystreakers]

I find as the weather gets colder I get more anxious to build more seaxes. #seax #thepxsmith #joshaweston #knifemaker #sketch #drawing #knifedesign #anglosaxons (at Pixel Smith - Josh A. Weston) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq--gYoBdUy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2wvv5bvy8h5o

[mauerfrau]

Slippery Slopes

@anglo-saxons

The breath of everyone, including Lily, consistently fogged in the wintery air, as they all walked to their individual destinations. It was like a congregation of dragons. A rather fitting symbolism, in her mind, given that everyone who wasn’t in a staff uniform was undoubtedly so well endowed with money, that it was hard not to picture them sitting on their hordes. Although she was not technically poor in any sense herself, the fact that she did not truly belong with this flock was obvious to everyone. While the lodgers around her sported new gear and clothing that had been unknown until this current fashion season, she wore her modest, practical coat that she had owned for years, and which bore the markings of wear and tear by a careful, but not overly concerned, owner. A wren among peacocks was how she appeared.

She was about to just walk in and look for her host or a warm place to sit, when her attention was pulled towards the car coming up the drive. Although she couldn’t see its occupant, the familiar pull of an approaching representative told her all she needed to know. Either it would be him, or, if strange chance reared its head, another nation could be coming. Naturally, though, it did indeed turn out to be her host, Arthur, stepping out of the car. She approached him, her suitcase in tow behind her, and a subtle smile on her lips.

“I started to wonder if you were showing up after all. I guess first class isn’t necessarily first place, hmm?”