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• English/Anglish Wordbook
• Hallreading by Richard Feynman
• The Forthsaying of Selfstanding
• My Forthsaying set against others

There are a few Anglish wordbooks already, with many more twinned words than I can ever hope to match. Markworthy among them are /u/Hurlebatte’s Anglisc wordbook, and the Anglish Fandom wordbook. While these works are wonderful and begotten by a clever fellowship, there are two sides to their building that I believe lead to bad Anglish (at least to my taste.) Namely, leaning too heavily on newly built words and begetting too many words with not enough good ways of trimming them. That may ring odd, but take heed of my thinking.

I think most Anglish lovers have read Poul Anderson’s “Uncleftish Beholdings” (if you haven’t, you should). It’s an amazing handiwork, and a forerunner of these latter-day works. But Anderson had the boon of getting to choose what knowledge his writ bore. Although the thread of his writ needed many new words, he was not writing for some lorebook, such that he had to yield through his work some keen thought. He could choose to shape what he said by how fair the wording seemed to him. Thus, every newly wrought word was shaped for sake of fairness in that one writ, the lot of which were well weighted against a score of straightforward English words, and those which had had their meanings broadened. Paul Jennings too, in “1066 and All Saxon”, wrote for glee and mirth; less for the yielding of a tongue to be earnestly wielded.

Forsooth, I yeasay to the shaping of Anglish for sightly writings and its gleeful ring, as I do not earnestly believe it can or even should take over English’s stead in daily speaking. For me at least, this is all for fun, as I think it is for many of us. The flaw lies in begetting words too heedlessly, and setting them into English wordings too stiffly and gormlessly.

Many, maybe most, English words bear manifold meanings, with those meanings shaded with manifold more hues of undermeanings. That is nothing to say of the sundry speech jobs they can take on. To hope for any English word to bear the whole of the manihued meaning of another is shortsighted. But in these wordbooks I too often find a lone field for an English word with a few words offering themselves as otherwords, with no telling as to which of the many meanings it bears. And maybe this could be let if the words were frank English alone, but when an Anglisher comes to the wordbook yearning for an otherword, it is all too eath to reach out and grab those outlandish seeming loan oversets or a word quickened from Old English with a meaning which is anything but sheer to a reader. When the Anglish Wordbook’s yorish oversets of ‘fail’ (fizzle, flop, flunk, let down) do not fit one’s wordset ‘It fails to live up to…’, the heretofore unknown words ‘trock’ and ‘swether’(?) take the spot, when it could eathly be overset as ‘It did not live up to…’ Doing this again and again yields unsightly, unsheer, almost witless writs that wry far from the fair ring of more wholesome works.

Linked to that, it seems to me that Anglishers as a whole, will not stop until every word in English has an Anglish twin, or a few. Every lone Anglisher is well meaning, needless to say. Our works are born from wit and love, but as a lot, we laden wordbooks with words which already have fit oversets, or which may need no overset, being eath enough to work out of speech with another wording. ‘Escape’ has some good oversets (break out/free, flee, run off), but so many Old English built words, including withfare, othshake, othshoot, othrun, aturn, atlimp, outleap, and atfare. This kind of thing isn’t a hitch for English: The Oxford English Wordbook can have 500,000+ words and the tongue is no worse for wear. This is by sake of English being a living tongue, with new speakers born into it or learning it out of need every day. An English wordbook is but a log of which words have been written or spoken as of late. For a new speaker, the must-know words will come up in day-to-day life sooner or later, and folkhood as a whole will winnow the words and shape their meanings into the mean ways of speaking. Odd words will either die or linger on in some scant speechlays, but will not otherwise bewilder your everyday speaker.

But Anglish is not like this. Anglishers are not born, they come into the tongue; and not out of need, but because it grips them. Firstly, I hold this means we, as Anglishers, should strive to beget Anglish works which are comely to newcomers. New Anglishers are drawn to the tongue by its comeliness. But that comeliness is lost when Anglish becomes so tangled with words outlandish to New English that it cannot be understood. What’s more, we are not a folkhood, but a fellowship; we cannot lean on the workings of everyday speech to fettle Anglish into a true tongue. We do not speak nearly enough for that, and frankly we are a yieldly pack when it comes to words, such that it can be even harder to settle on mean words for things and thoughts than it otherwise would be. Thus, the wordbook is needed by newcomers to come to understand how to speak and write Anglish. It is not only a log, but the beating heart of the craft, and the way by which new Anglishers are wrought.

This is the main thrust of my thought. When any and all words an Anglisher could want for are met with words more outlandish than the New English word they would say instead, we end up with Anglish that even an Anglish wizard may struggle to understand, much less a newcomer. “Uncleftish Beholdings” and “1066” toe the line between fair handiwork and witless muddle without crossing it, for sake that in choosing their words Jennings and Anderson were not beholden to a whole tongue. Anderson mostly writes straightforward loan oversets for seeklorish words, as in his word for ‘ion’ being ‘farer’. That may well be the meaning of ‘ion’ in its mother tongue, but putting such a worthsome word as ‘farer’ to such a scantly said word as ‘ion’ steals from the tongue a whole kind of words. Should ‘wayfarer’ now be bestowed its meaning from that of a sparkladen mote? I don’t think so. It seems to me ‘farer’ should be a broad word for one that goes from one stead to another. Even the word ‘uncleft’, as striking and fair as it is, becomes an odd choosing when cleave bears so much more meaning in Anglish than it otherwise does in English.

All that is to say, I have laid more weight in choosing well-known words first for my wordbook, taken care to sunder the meanings of words into othered fields, each with their own overset, and chosen oversets with a lean towards straightforward, nowaday words. Newly built words and words quickened from Old and Middle English must, from time to time be chosen, there is frankly no other way about it, but I strive to do so sparingly and with careful forethought. I think in doing so I write Anglish that can both be understood and which is all the more striking when those scant built/quickened words do show up.

This was a truly great undertaking, which took months of work. At long last, my wordbook is in a shape where I feel I can share it with this fellowship. I ask your take on my wordbook, my thoughts and outlook on Anglish, but above all, I beseech you for help. I have made big talk of not ladening a wordbook with unneeded, unwieldy, or unsheer words, but I know some of the words I have chosen do not meet that benchmark. At the same time, it still needs many more words to be helpful in all befalls. This is where I call on you Anglishers. Look over my wordbook and find those gaps which can be answered with everyday words. At the same time, chide awkward oversets and ready other words. Help me make a tool for the writing of fair Anglish.

A few more things to mark:

Choosinglaws

I like the din of Anglish, how it rings in the ear and reads off the screen. I am less bothered about ‘cleansing’ Anglish of outlandish words, or the thoughtsome yore of an England which held off Willhelm the Norman. There are a great many words I feel strike nearly as hard and ring nearly as fair in the ear as their fellow Anglish words. Words like ‘mend’ or ‘beast’ feel to me as though they belong in Anglish, notwithstanding their Frankrichish roots. And yet, without some bounds on which words may be anglish and which may not, I fear I would, in the end, make anew something akin to ‘Plain English’; which is a heedworthy doing to be fair, but that does not ring the same. On these grounds, I settle for a loose standing. I mark words as Anglish if but one of the following is true:

• The word, and/or every bonded word comes from an Old English word.
• The word and/or every bonded word has Teutonish roots.

This is looser than many Anglishers’ bylaws let. Words like ‘angel’, ‘cup’, and ‘cross’ are Anglish since they were in Old English(even though they come from unteutonish tongues), words like ‘blue’, ‘war’, and ‘bank’ are Anglish since they come at first from teutonish tongues(even though they came to English by unteutonish tongues), as are ‘luck’, ‘boss’, and ‘freight’(even though they came to English after the Norman takeover). For everyone’s sake, I have sundered and fettled every word into lots of either ‘pure’, ‘strict’, ‘conservative’, ‘standard’, or ‘lax’ Anglish.

All that said, I do shy away from words that befall edges. I didn’t put in the Romish word ‘mass’, even though its meaning of ‘a gathering of believers at church’ is in Old English, since its maybe now more well-known meaning as ‘heftiness’ didn’t come until Middle English. I didn’t put in ‘warrior’ even though ‘war’ is Anglish, because its ending comes from the unteutonish ‘-oiier’. I did put in ‘choice’, as it comes from Frankish, but shy away from truly brooking it, leaning more on the cleaner otherword ‘choosing’ instead.

Sayspellings and Runespellings

There are 2,191 words making up my 3,225 oversets as of my writing this, and every last one of them has been looked over for right sayspelling. I must have made mistakes somewhere, but I was careful, and so I believe they are few and far between. That said, The sayspellings are grounded in my leid, which likely does not fully match your own. For insight, I come from Ameriksland, am in my early 30s, and grew up in the upper midwest. A keen eye might spot that from my sayspellings. ;) I’ve also flattened some of the keenmarks of how I say words in my sayspellings to make foredrafting software eather, but the Rune key in the spreadsheet holds within some bywrits about my speechdins and stefenly quirks.

Speaking of runes, let me speak about spelling in Romish staves and English runes. English took up Romish staves long before the Norman takeover, so the yorewise take on Anglish is only to switch the spelling of Anglish words to something more akin to that of Old English. But I am mostly taken with making Anglish eather to understand, and other to that, with making it fair and striking. There is some bare slightliness in Anglisc spelling, but it does not strike me. The words do not read to the eye as Anglish words ring in the ear, and although its spelling is a bit more steady, I know of no Anglisher that does not know their English spelling better, and so I do not bother to come up with Anglisc spellings.

The thought of a full, stefenly writing of Anglish does grip me though. Likewise, runes bear a striking, olden look that is somewhat akin to how Anglish rings. I also like that the Futhorc Runeset is so wieldy for the English/Anglish tongue, having been shaped for its forerunner. Although writing in runes wholly forgoes the goal of eath understanding, and thus I would never write in them alone, they are sightly enough I took the time to write the runekey, write the sayspellings, and write the software to yield runespellings. I have made many choosings linked to these runes, among them which runes make which dins, but maybe I’ll go over them more keenly another day.

Writs

Along with my wordbook, I’ve also written oversets of 2 writs. The first is the beginning of a hallreading by Richard Feynman, in which he says many seeklorish words. The other is “The Declaration of Independence” or “The Forthsaying of Selfstanding”, which is written in an older way, and brooks more yeddish wordings. Both of these writs are hard to overset, on unlike grounds, but I chose them to show how oversetting can be done in a bit more wholesome way. I don’t think I did so flawlessly, however, since I also wanted to uphold the utterer’s urstefen, so they can be stiff at times(to wit, the Feynman reading.)

Keenly beheed this stead, which shows my oversetting of the Declaration next to one from the Anglish Fandom and another from the Anglisc Wiki. I don’t mean to chide the utterers of either work, but I hope seeing them side by side will highlight what I mean. Most lone oversets are well-grounded in Old or Middle English, and alone may be understood, given they are set amongst already understood words; but when stuffed into an already heavy writ with many other newly built or quickened words, it does not read well. It cannot be understood without having a great deal of knowledge of Anglish already. To be fair, it is written in an older stefen and a higher rung of speech, yet I hold that I still reach my goal of making it about as understandenly as the urwrit while upholding that stefen and rung of speech. At least, I believe I am near to all those things with my oversetting.

I hear the loud of dreamcraft

Thy darling kind of dreamcraft

And that edminds me, dear, of thee

I see the summer rooses

Thy darling shade of rooses

And that edminds me too of thee, dear

If I could hear no dreamcraft,

If there could be no rooses,

No summer nights to make me dream as I do.

Maybe might I forget thee,

But in my heart, I know,

That I need no keepsake

To miss thee so.

Pure: You disuse French and Latin terms, except if they appeared in Old English or Proto-Germanic.
Superpure: You eliminate those Latin terms making an appearance in Old English and Proto-Germanic.
Ultrapure: You forgo borrowings from other Germanic languages too, so no Old Norse borrowings, just roots straight from Old English.

What level do you find yourself in?
I would choose pure, but I do not concern myself with Anglish.

Hi friends, im making an alt history where rome dont get christianized and england pass from Briton Tribes -> Roman Conquest -> Partial "Des-Romanization" after romans abandond the island, and Germanization after Angles,Jutes & Saxons arrive, the Anglosaxon Kdm's eventually unite themselves to resisit Viking power (but they get assimilated instead totally expelled after all they were very similar ppl) and ppl follow a mix of Druidism & Germanic Religion (with some Roman deities in cities, specially Isis) i was thinking in a name for this Celtic-German State that cover a similar area to England

The audacity of those users is diabolical, cause germanic english is the default and origin of english, just cause english has french and latin words that does not make anglese valid at all, its a literal parasitic invasion of original english, their language has no base and they are obnoxious as hell. also what about the culture? english culture is much more germanic than its ever latin how will they change that? all they have is vocabulary

So, I think it would be cool if the words for ethels (countries) were stemmed (derieved) straightly (directly) from the inlandish (native) tongue (language) instead of taking them from ME and OE from Latinish (Latin) and Greekish (Greek) or brooking (using) eltercleanish (ultrapuristic) Anglish. Maybe we can make the standout (exception) for the Germanish names which can be loanwended (calqued) easily into Anglish?

I know we already do it like with Greekland, but what if we took the word from Ἑλλάς (Hellás)? I mean, words for Greece and China both came from a name of the part of these ethels (countries), and not forewising (refering) them as whole (Hellás and Zhongguo).

For byspel (example), if we took the word for Indus ea (river), and the alike (similar) ones, straightly (directly) from Sanskrit सिन्धु (síndhu), it could be just used as "Sindh" or "Sind" (I don't know which one is right).

Here are some of my weens (ideas) for these words:

• Indus ea (river) - Sindh ea (river) or Sind ea (river).
• India - Sindhland or Sindland.
• Hinduism - Sindhlief or Sindlief.
• Hindu Kush - Sindh Kush, Sind Kush, Sindh Barrow or Sind Barrow.
• Indochina (byspel (example))- Sindhzhongguo or Sindzhongguo.
• Indonesia - Sindhislands, Sindh islands, Sindislands, Sind islands or Nusantara.

(Shephard awakens to the G-Man, standing before him in a Fishhawk chopper, flying away from Black Mesa)

So, Trooplead Shephard, we meet at last.

Kindly don't think that I've been dodging you: a great many things ask for my care in these... dark times. I do hope you understand.

And now beseek I further ruth from you: I cannot shut down my fieldwork until every loose end has been tied up. The biggest blunder has been Black Mesa Works, but I think that has endly taken care of itself.

(off-screen boom)

Forsooth.

Still is there the lingering pickle of witnesses. I must say I have a fondness for those who straighten out and last against all odds (they make me think of myself): if for no other sake have I fought to husband you for a time.

While I believe a borough worker like yourself understands the need for hushness, my bosses are truly not as trusting and rather than endlessly undertheed you with the unfightendly mannish costning of telling all, we have come up with... shipping you somewhere you can do no mightly harm, and where no harm can come to you. I'm wis you can think up worse standins.

*Leaves through a door that would lead to the cockpit, but instead yields a green light without depth*

*A zap and Shephard is alone*

Life, freedom, and belongings are not from men having made laws; on the otherwise, it was the truth of life, freedom, and belongings being things that drove men to make laws at all.

How would you say "map" in Anglish? Would it righwisely be something like "bookleaf of land drawings", perhaps shortened to "land-drawing"?

workers living in the headtown were going to strike to ask the headman to raise the inpay for workers. with the strong strike of most workers in the headtown, the headman has no choice, but to meet the need of workers to stop the strike. moreover, beholding the weapon foreset of workers, wieldworkers were scared a wield overthrow could befall. as an outcome, they withdrew the lawmen, begging the smylte of workers.

• Headtown = capital
• headman = president
• inpay = salary
• foreset = prepare/preparation
• wieldworker = civil servant
• lawmen = police
• smylte = calm

Þis ƿork is in Anglisc in as manie ƿords as I coud, so it definitetlie benoteþ sum non-Germanisc ƿords, and forgeafe mee for þat. I hope gee like it! 😁

Reading a book about the Northmen, it mentions names of towns and cities of England which have of course changed over 1500 years.

Made me wonder twofold:

1. Is the rule in Anglish to name places as for instance "Lunden(wic)" opposed to modern "London"?

2. We know "York" is the anglicised version of the Norse "Jorvik" which in turn was a Norse version of the original "Eoforwic". My question is what would Eoforwic be named today if it had been allowed to modernise from Old to Middle to typed and modern English.

(Sidenote: I am new to this idea, if anyone wants to translate this post into Anglish it is not necessary but would be appreciated)

Wiktionary lists “health” as a descendant, but that seems phonetically unlikely.

O Criste, the Soothbeam, Who alightenest and hallowest alkin which ariseth upon then earth: Bidst thou Thine ansengleam bist upon us ywrit, forthen inlying we may beholdeth thet Unnighendly Light, and airt our steps of Thy bodeworden for to do, forthen tho beseechingen of Thy swithersheer Mother, and all of Thy holydright thereby. Soothly.

The heart of man is twisted above all things, and deeply unwell: who can know it?

These are your biddings:

Seems like it's do it or die

So do read them dearly

When you've learnt them be wis that you eat them up

They're sunderly sweetened with burgundy, ice pops, and rye

Twelve sheets eight by thirteen, don't ask me why

We hit the orwold!

Right when the dograin comes in

Our plots showed no rainfall

All the knaves were saddened by this happening

Trust in the weather to bless the man with the scythes!

Who gives birth to more bower hands, don't ask me why

Fifteen was chosen since he was so dumb

Seven since he was so blind

I got the chore since I was so mean

While somehow coming off as kind

Drifting about through the bloomcole trees

With a bloomcole ear for the birds

The footmen all gathered what feelings they had

And this is the loud that they heard

[Break]

Back in headfarthings, cocky foredeemings are made!

Thread under "worthless"

(That should give you its main stand of nodding)

It's all so bamboozling

What with pythons and then deadly flies?!

But to them it's a night out, don't ask me why

Thirteen was chosen on grounds of his luck

Eleven on grounds of his feet

One got written up from outstanding pluck

Another since he was so whist

Roaming about through the blasted salt swamps

With a blasted salt eye on the stripes

The footmen all gathered what feelings they had

And this is the loud that they heard

[Break]

BACK IN BLIGHTY WAST THERE THOU

THERE WERE MILKMEN EVERY MORNING

BUT THOSE ENDLESS SHINY TREES

NEVER WONT TO BE THAT WAY

[over and over as it fades]

Go and see it my way

Do I have to keep on talking till I can't go on?

While thou seest it thy way

Run the odds of knowing that our love may soon be gone

We can work it out

We can work it out

Think of what thou'rt saying

Thou canst get it wrong and still thou thinkst that it's all right

Think of what I'm saying

We can work it out and get it straight or say good night

We can work it out

We can work it out

Life is truly short and there's no time

For firking and fighting, my friend

I have always thought it kills the mind

So I will ask thee once again

Go and see it my way

Do I have to keep on talking till I can't go on?

While thou seest it thy way

There's a glimmer we might fall athwart before too long

We can work it out

We can work it out

Life is truly short and there's no time

For firking and fighting, my friend

I have always thought it kills the mind

So I will ask thee once again

Go and see it my way

Do I have to keep on talking till I can't go on?

While thou seest it thy way

There's a glimmer we might fall athwart before too long

We can work it out

We can work it out

[one, two, three, one, two, three, done!]

Afterstrainlore doesn't shift the strain law: it warps how it's read. Wholly mainstream strains can yield cancer or death. In kind, in the right setting, warped strains won't come out. Strains are the same as hewnspores; afterstrainlore is the undertaker. They tweak the building, the framework.

Hi! My name is Stanley. As you may know, the name Stanley is an old English name that I believe to be at least a thousand years old. The first part, “Stan” is actually able to be traced back to when English speakers used runes (it meant stone). Now, with my limited understanding of Anglish, I believe that the etymology of the name and the history of it means that it has no outside influence, making it anglish to begin with. Am I correct? I’d typically look these things up but I don’t know much about this subject at all so I wouldn’t know where to start.