An ancient Gothic war-prayer that Fritigern had his men recite before doing battle with the Romans.
Well, it was either the Goths or the Bene Gesserit. Can't quite remember which.
Gothic Litany Against Fear
"Translated" by A.Z. Foreman
I shall not fear
for fear is minddoom.
Fear is the spirit-slayer
and vile smalldeath
that ceaselessly slays
and knifes up the soul.
Fear is everdeath
that obliterates for a lifetime.
But fearless I die
simply of a sudden.
Yea, fearless I perish
in a prick of time.
Come Tiw lead me
on a day of Tiw
while war is vaulting
in the veins of men.
My blood bless you:
embolden my bonehouse
against the cloud of swords
across the earth.
I shall not fear.
See fully, my eyes.
The "Original":
π½πΉ ππΊπ°π» πΉπΊ ππ²π°π½ πΉππ π°πΏπΊ π°π²πΉπ πΌπΏπ½π°π΅πΉπππ΄πΉπ½π
π°π²πΉπ πΉππ π°π·π°πΌπ°πΏππΈππΎπ° πΎπ°π· ππ° π°ππΌπ°π³π°πΏπΈπΉπ»π
ππ°π΄πΉ π°πππ»π°π·πΉπΈ ππΉπ½ππ΄πΉπ½π πΏππΏπ·ππ½π΄πΉπΈπΉπΈ ππ°πΉπ π°π»π°πΉ
πΉππ π°π²πΉπ π°πΎπΏπΊπ³π°πΏπΈπΏπ ππ°π΄πΉ π°π»π³π°πΉ πππ°π΅πΉπππ΄πΉπΈ
π°πΊπ΄πΉ πΏπ½π°π²π π³πΉπ π° πΉπΊ π°πΉπ½ππ°π»πΈπ°π±π° π°π½π°πΊπ
πΎπ°πΉ πΏπ½π°π²π ππ π°π»π πΉπΊ πΉπ½ πππΉπΊπ° πΌπ΄π»πΉπ
π·πΉππΉ ππ΄πΉπ πΌπΉπΊ ππΉπΏπ· ππ΄πΉπ πΉπ π³π°π²πΉπ
πΌπΉπΈπΈπ°π½π΄πΉ π π°π²πΎπΉπΈ π π΄πΉπ²π πΉπ½ π π°πΉππ΄π³πππΌ
πΈπΏπΊ π±π»πππ°πΉ πΌπ΄πΉπ½ π±π»ππΈ πΌπ΄πΉπ½ π±π°πΉπ½π·πΏπ π±πΉπ±π°π»πΈπ΄πΉ
π°π½π° πΌπ΄πΊπ΄πΉπ πΌπΉπ»π·πΌπ°π½ πΏππ°π πΌπΉπ³πΎπΏπ½π²π°ππ³
π½πΉ ππΊπ°π» πΉπΊ ππ²π°π½ π°πΏπ²ππ½π° π²π°ππ°πΉππ°ππ
NΔ« skal ik Εgan
ist auk agis munaqisteins
agis ist ahamaurΓΎrja
jah sa armadauΓΎilΕ
saei afslahiΓΎ sinteinΕ
ufuhsneiΓΎiΓΎ saiwalai
ist ja agis ajukdauΓΎus
saei aldai fraqisteiΓΎ
akei unags diwa ik
ainafalΓΎaba anaks
jai unags swalt ik
in stika mΔlis
Hiri Teiw mik tiuh
Teiwis dagis
miΓΎΓΎanei wagjiΓΎ weigs
in wairΔΓΎrΕm
ΓΎuk blΕtai mein blΕΓΎ
mein bainhΕ«s bibalΓΎei
ana mΔkeis milhman
ufar midjungard
Ni skal ik Εgan.
AugΕna, gasaiΖats.
Well, it was either the Goths or the Bene Gesserit. Can't quite remember which.
Gothic Litany Against Fear
"Translated" by A.Z. Foreman
I shall not fear
for fear is minddoom.
Fear is the spirit-slayer
and vile smalldeath
that ceaselessly slays
and knifes up the soul.
Fear is everdeath
that obliterates for a lifetime.
But fearless I die
simply of a sudden.
Yea, fearless I perish
in a prick of time.
Come Tiw lead me
on a day of Tiw
while war is vaulting
in the veins of men.
My blood bless you:
embolden my bonehouse
against the cloud of swords
across the earth.
I shall not fear.
See fully, my eyes.
The "Original":
π½πΉ ππΊπ°π» πΉπΊ ππ²π°π½ πΉππ π°πΏπΊ π°π²πΉπ πΌπΏπ½π°π΅πΉπππ΄πΉπ½π
π°π²πΉπ πΉππ π°π·π°πΌπ°πΏππΈππΎπ° πΎπ°π· ππ° π°ππΌπ°π³π°πΏπΈπΉπ»π
ππ°π΄πΉ π°πππ»π°π·πΉπΈ ππΉπ½ππ΄πΉπ½π πΏππΏπ·ππ½π΄πΉπΈπΉπΈ ππ°πΉπ π°π»π°πΉ
πΉππ π°π²πΉπ π°πΎπΏπΊπ³π°πΏπΈπΏπ ππ°π΄πΉ π°π»π³π°πΉ πππ°π΅πΉπππ΄πΉπΈ
π°πΊπ΄πΉ πΏπ½π°π²π π³πΉπ π° πΉπΊ π°πΉπ½ππ°π»πΈπ°π±π° π°π½π°πΊπ
πΎπ°πΉ πΏπ½π°π²π ππ π°π»π πΉπΊ πΉπ½ πππΉπΊπ° πΌπ΄π»πΉπ
π·πΉππΉ ππ΄πΉπ πΌπΉπΊ ππΉπΏπ· ππ΄πΉπ πΉπ π³π°π²πΉπ
πΌπΉπΈπΈπ°π½π΄πΉ π π°π²πΎπΉπΈ π π΄πΉπ²π πΉπ½ π π°πΉππ΄π³πππΌ
πΈπΏπΊ π±π»πππ°πΉ πΌπ΄πΉπ½ π±π»ππΈ πΌπ΄πΉπ½ π±π°πΉπ½π·πΏπ π±πΉπ±π°π»πΈπ΄πΉ
π°π½π° πΌπ΄πΊπ΄πΉπ πΌπΉπ»π·πΌπ°π½ πΏππ°π πΌπΉπ³πΎπΏπ½π²π°ππ³
π½πΉ ππΊπ°π» πΉπΊ ππ²π°π½ π°πΏπ²ππ½π° π²π°ππ°πΉππ°ππ
NΔ« skal ik Εgan
ist auk agis munaqisteins
agis ist ahamaurΓΎrja
jah sa armadauΓΎilΕ
saei afslahiΓΎ sinteinΕ
ufuhsneiΓΎiΓΎ saiwalai
ist ja agis ajukdauΓΎus
saei aldai fraqisteiΓΎ
akei unags diwa ik
ainafalΓΎaba anaks
jai unags swalt ik
in stika mΔlis
Hiri Teiw mik tiuh
Teiwis dagis
miΓΎΓΎanei wagjiΓΎ weigs
in wairΔΓΎrΕm
ΓΎuk blΕtai mein blΕΓΎ
mein bainhΕ«s bibalΓΎei
ana mΔkeis milhman
ufar midjungard
Ni skal ik Εgan.
AugΕna, gasaiΖats.
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