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This is set to the tune of "I am the Very Model of a Modern Major General" by Gilbert and Sullivan. See here:
http://math.boisestate.edu/gas/pirates/html/p13.html
Note: unfortunately I did not write this work of genius.
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean;
My voice is clear and ringing and its volume is stentorian.
I'm Estel and I'm Aragorn, and Elessar and Strider, too
I've hunted orcs and trolls and wargs, and sometimes a Black Rider, too.
I'm pretty good at fighting and you'll find me where the dangers are;
I'm fearless and invincible, as all the other Rangers are.
My walking pace is what for lesser peoples would be scurrying -
I never tell old Butterbur the reason for my hurrying..
He never tells old Butterbur the reason for his hurrying
He never tells old Butterbur the reason for his hurrying
He never tells old Butterbur the reason for his hurrying
My sword is old and busted but I wield it with impunity
And draw it out and flourish it at every opportunity.
From Anduin to Arnor and from Cardolan to Lorien,
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean.
I'm very good with herbs and stuff, my hands are deft and surgical;
My power with things like athelas is almost thaumaturgical;
I can summon back the Nazgûls' dying victims to reality,
And track you down a Stoor with a divided personality;
I got a gal in Rivendell who's centuries my senior,
And rival even hobbits with my skill at Nicotinia.
In all the wars of Gondor there is no-one who is gallanter -
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
I can guide you from the northern ice to distant plains alluvial.
And sing you all the songs about my ancestress Tinúviel:
From Anduin to Arnor and from Cardolan to Lorien,
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean.
In short, when Rhûn and Harad have been battered to docility,
When Faramir has yielded up supreme responsibility,
When all surviving orcs have switched to diets vegetarian,
And when my son is reconciled to being called Eldarion:
When Isengard has been secured so none get in or out of it
And Gimli's lot have fixed the gates that Grond had knocked about a bit;
When I have learnt from somebody the rudiments of government
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment.
To be the King of Gondor is my duty and I'm bound to it,
And one day it may happen when I finally get round to it,
From Anduin to Arnor and from Cardolan to Lorien,
I'll be the very model of a monarch Númenorean.
I hurl myself against the foe with courage and avidity,
And maybe just a soupcon of inherited stupidity.
So if you want a sherpa for a toddle through the Hithaeglir,
Or need a human champion who's not a jerk, like Boromir,
Check out the heir of Isildur with any good historian;
He'll tell you I'm the model of a modern Numenorian.
by Andrew Wells - originally from alt.fan.tolkien and/or rec.arts.books.tolkien
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*hopes our resident Australian is not offended* :oops: BTW, kind of colourful language so beware.
From: Tolkien Online - The One Ring
G'day, the Fellowship of the Ring translated into Australian
Frodo Reading Under Tree
As Frodo sits under the Coolibah Tree, reading, he hears the sound of someone singing...
"Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda You'll come a waltzing matilda with me And he sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled You'll come a-waltzing matilda with me..."
Frodo: Where the bloody hell have you been?
Translation: Frodo: You're late!
Gandalf: (laughing on the wrong side of his face) There are no flies on a wizard, Frodo, You are talking through the back of your neck. I said I'd be here this arvo and here I am...Gave meself an early mark.....I'm right on time mate!
Translation: Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins, nor is he early.
He arrives precisely when he means to.
Frodo: MAAAAAAAAAATE!!!
Tr - Frodo: It's wonderful to see you Gandalf!
Gandalf: MAAAAAAAAAATE!!! I wouldn't miss yer uncle Billy's bash fer quids, mate!
Tr - Gandalf: You didn't think I'd miss your Uncle Bilbo's birthday?
Frodo: Give us the drum on O/S from the bush telegraph! What's the good oil mate?
Translation: Frodo: What news of the outside world - tell me everything!
Gandalf: Give you all the drum? You're right off the planet for a hobbit! Might as well be up a gum tree!
Translation: Gandalf: Everything? You are eager and curious for a hobbit
- most unnatural.
Gandalf: Poo stinks, eggs don't bounce and you can't buy generals in a general store! And you can thank Hughie that the bloody ethnics wouldn't know a hobbit from a bar of soap!
Translation: Gandalf: Well, what can I tell you. Life in the wide world goes on much as it has this past age, full of it's own comings and goings. Scarcely aware of the existence of hobbits, for which I am very thankful.
Gandalf's Cart Crosses Bywater Bridge
Scene 2: Shire Landscapes.....Gandalf and Frodo are riding in a little cart through Hobbiton.....They drive past the preparations
for Bilbo's party......
Gandalf: Deadset, a long overdue birthday bash
Translation: Gandalf: Oh, a long-expected party.
Gandalf: So how is the old B%$^*&d? I hear it's going to be a real piss up!
Translation: Gandalf: So how is the old rascal? I hear it's going to be a party of special magnificence.
Frodo: You know Bilbo - He's got everyone going off like a frog in a sock.
Translation: Frodo: You know Bilbo - he's got the whole place in an uproar.
Gandalf: Whacko! Be better than a poke up the arse with a burnt stick for him. Good O!
Translation: Gandalf: Hmm now well that should please him, hmm
Frodo: Strike a light! Every B@#%^$d and his dog will be at the shivoo.
Translation: Frodo: Half the shire's been invited.
Gandalf: Strewth! I'll be a monkey's uncle!
Translation: Gandalf: Good gracious me!
Frodo: Yer, the old cootes playin' funny buggers again.
Translation: Frodo: He is up to something.
Gandalf: Fair suck of the sauce! me little vegemite.
Translation: Gandalf: Oh really......
Frodo; Don't come the raw prawn with me We get a touch of the mulga madness in town now cause of you. We Bagginses were once true blue.
Translation: Frodo: Alright keep your secrets. Before you came along we Bagginses were well thought of.
Gandalf: It stands out like a crow in a milk bucket.
Translation: Gandalf: Indeed.
Frodo: Jesus wept! You never drew the crabs or wanted to know the ins and outs of a chooks bum?
Translation: Frodo: Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected.
Gandalf: I'll be buggered! There's no flies on you mate. That over grown worm? I was just a blow in for a while. No I just put the boot in and told your uncle to rattle his dags.
Translation: Gandalf: If you are referring to that incident with the dragon, I was barely involved, all I did was give your uncle a little nudge out the door.
Frodo: I don't give a rats mate, but all the coves round here know you like to stir the possum.
Translation: Frodo: What ever you did, you've been officially been labeled a disturber of the peace.
Gandalf: Like I could give a toss.
Translation: Gandalf: Ohh really?
Ankle Biters: Gandalf, Gandalf,......fireworks(bungers, Roman candles, Catherine wheels, sparklers remember cracker night?)
Translation: Children: Gandalf, Gandalf... fireworks...
(Gandalf fires off some fireworks, the children cheer, Proudfoots looking on)
Frodo: Gandalf, you old b@$^@*d. I'm a happy little vegemite, now that you are back.
Translation: Frodo: Gandalf, I'm glad you're back.
Gandalf: You can bet London to a brick that I am too me little cobber.
Translation: Gandalf: So am I dear boy, so am I.
Sign on gate:
"Piss off, the lot of youse
Unless you brought beers."
Translation:
"No admittance
Except on party business."
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AHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEEEE
I might add, even within that transcript there are a few words substituted for nicer ones.....instead of the original "coloquialism" that would be used.
From a true blue aussie shiela.
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Frodo: MAAAAAAAAAATE!!!
Gandalf: MAAAAAAAAAATE!!! I wouldn't miss yer uncle Billy's bash fer quids, mate!
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Gandalf: Like I could give a toss.
:burst: *loves the Aussies*
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quote: Thea wrote:
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean;
My voice is clear and ringing and its volume is stentorian.
I'm Estel and I'm Aragorn, and Elessar and Strider, too
I've hunted orcs and trolls and wargs, and sometimes a Black Rider, too.
I'm pretty good at fighting and you'll find me where the dangers are;
I'm fearless and invincible, as all the other Rangers are.
My walking pace is what for lesser peoples would be scurrying -
I never tell old Butterbur the reason for my hurrying..
He never tells old Butterbur the reason for his hurrying
He never tells old Butterbur the reason for his hurrying
He never tells old Butterbur the reason for his hurrying
My sword is old and busted but I wield it with impunity
And draw it out and flourish it at every opportunity.
From Anduin to Arnor and from Cardolan to Lorien,
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean.
I'm very good with herbs and stuff, my hands are deft and surgical;
My power with things like athelas is almost thaumaturgical;
I can summon back the Nazgûls' dying victims to reality,
And track you down a Stoor with a divided personality;
I got a gal in Rivendell who's centuries my senior,
And rival even hobbits with my skill at Nicotinia.
In all the wars of Gondor there is no-one who is gallanter -
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
And no-one else who has the strength to look into a Palantir
I can guide you from the northern ice to distant plains alluvial.
And sing you all the songs about my ancestress Tinúviel:
From Anduin to Arnor and from Cardolan to Lorien,
I am the very model of a modern Númenorean.
In short, when Rhûn and Harad have been battered to docility,
When Faramir has yielded up supreme responsibility,
When all surviving orcs have switched to diets vegetarian,
And when my son is reconciled to being called Eldarion:
When Isengard has been secured so none get in or out of it
And Gimli's lot have fixed the gates that Grond had knocked about a bit;
When I have learnt from somebody the rudiments of government
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment
And a sapling of old Nimloth has consented to discoverment.
To be the King of Gondor is my duty and I'm bound to it,
And one day it may happen when I finally get round to it,
From Anduin to Arnor and from Cardolan to Lorien,
I'll be the very model of a monarch Númenorean.
I hurl myself against the foe with courage and avidity,
And maybe just a soupcon of inherited stupidity.
So if you want a sherpa for a toddle through the Hithaeglir,
Or need a human champion who's not a jerk, like Boromir,
Check out the heir of Isildur with any good historian;
He'll tell you I'm the model of a modern Numenorian.
by Andrew Wells - originally from alt.fan.tolkien and/or rec.arts.books.tolkien
OMC! HOW DID I NOT SEE THIS?! *gasps* It is my anthem! AHHHHHH!! I LOVE IT!! :burst:
--- A day may come when the courage of men fails. When we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. This day...we fight!-Aragorn son of Arathorn
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HEHEHEHE! That Aussie thing was HILARIOUS! :laugh:
--- A day may come when the courage of men fails. When we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. This day...we fight!-Aragorn son of Arathorn
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*s*****
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:laugh:
--- A day may come when the courage of men fails. When we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. This day...we fight!-Aragorn son of Arathorn
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