Let's talk the British Isles, /his/. Specifically, I want

>>1826452
id say scotland put up the best fight before the 1800's then that goes to ireland. id say wales came out he best

>>1826465
Arabs and Pakis have active colonies within Britain right now.

Britons: JUST
Romans: quitters
Anglo-Saxons: cultural hegemony
Vikings: Anglo-Saxons 2: Electric Boogaloo
Normans: Vikings who racemixed with Franks, brought civilization to the isles then racemixed with Anglo-Saxons
Wales: see Britons
Ireland: see Britons
Picts: what
Scots: lowlanders are basically northern northerners; for highlanders see Britons

>>1826495
>Normans: Vikings who racemixed with Franks

What are, a butthurt bong?
Using the term "Frank" to refer to the inhabitants of France pas the 9th century makes you look like a retard.

Normans were Danes who arrived in France in 911, then racemixed with the French for eight generations, to the point that by 1066, most of their genetical admixture was French and nothing was left of their Nordic culture

I'd say Scotland and Ireland tied and trumped each other depending on what part of history we look at, Wales is essentially west-west england with funny names now but Ireland and Scotland I suppose have some semblance of identity.

That being said the UN doesn't even recognize Scotland as a country.

>>1826465

This. They already took over London and have started colonizing the island else where. Best part is that the brits not only do nothing to stop it, they actively encourage it

>>1826452

Reading about the Book of Kells is an excellent historical treatment of the various peoples who populated the British Isles in the early medieval period c. 800 AD. Francoise Henry has one of the big thicc books on the topic (which is more importantly devoted to big reproductions of important parts of the book); I've read two books on the subject in the past six months.

Basically there were groups of monks, scribes and so on who populated monasteries throughout the Isles, especially to the north of England (Scotland, where the Picts held sway) while the people occupying what is now England were still significantly heathen. Thus the Christian populations of the northwestern parts of the Isles were at a certain remove from the Continent, although IIRC Saint Columba and associated persons traveled around the continent leaving monasteries and missions in their wake. The peculiar isolation of these aforementioned Christian populations led to a very specific and distinct form of artistic and religious expression: the Illuminated Manuscript, the Book of Kells being one of the most impressive examples. These tended to be lavish presentations of the Gospels, based at least in part on the Vulgate, with accompanying material.

One conventional theory about the Book's history is that it was (possibly) either begun or completed in Iona (Scotland), until the monastery was obliged to flee across the irish sea to Ireland. At some point the town of Kells became a hub for local ecclesiastical life, and the Book was moved there for safekeeping, hence its namesake. What is definite is that the book sat in Kells for a long time before finally coming to rest in Trinity College, Dublin. It has been re-bound and written in a number of times, sometimes horribly badly mangled in the process because the Irish are a bunch of filthy drunks who literally don't know how to fish to save their lives.

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>>1826612
>Irish can't fish to save our lives

That's because judging by OP's post, the english keep taking their bait

>>1826495
>brought civilization to the isles
Nice meme.

>>1826452
I read somewhere that British folklore and myth is so distinct from that of mainland Celts and Germanic that it can accurately be called "British Mythology" rather than Celtic or Germanic

>>1826612
idk about the real life book of kells but the movie was pretty sweet bruh

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>>1826495
>brought civilization to the isles

Piss off cunt aside from castle building and cavalry the Anglos outclassed the Normans in every way. English tutors were some of the most sought after on the continent and their monastic tradition was head and shoulders above what the continentals were doing at the same time.

Can we all agree that Gawain was the best knight?

inb4 some Normancuck says Lancelot, Malory had to nerf the fuck out of our boy Gawain

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>>1826732
Hear hear!

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Britain

Where war and woe and wonder
Have been known frequently,
And by turn bliss and despair
Have changed places suddenly.

And when this Britain was built by noble knights,
Bold men were bred in it who loved fighting,
And they made trouble in the course of time.
More marvels have happened, often, in this land
Than in any other I know, since that first age.

But of all who lived here as kings of Britain
Arthur was ever the noblest, as I have heard tell.
So I tend to tell of one adventure that happened
Which some have considered a marvel to behold,
One of the wonders that are told about Arthur.
If you will listen for a little while while to my lay
I shall tell it as I heard it in the hall,

ALOUD

As it is set down
In a strong story,
With true letters written
Together in the old way.

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>>1826769
This King Arthur was staying at Camelot at Christmastime
With many fair lords and the most beautiful ladies
And the whole high brotherhood of the Round Table
In happy festivity and the high revels of the season.
The men charged in tournaments again and again,
Noble nights jousting in high spirits!
Then they rode to the court and danced to carols,
And the feast went on like that a full fifteen days,
With all the food and entertainment anyone could imagine.
The laughter and merrymaking were a glory to hear,
A happy din all day and dancing at night,
All on a high note in halls and chambers,
With lords and ladies as they liked it best.
They stayed there together with all the wealth in the world,
The most famous knights under Christ Himself,
And the most beautiful ladies who ever lived,
And the finest of all was the King holding the court,
All of these fair folk there in the hall
in their first age,

The most fortunate under heaven,
The highest King, famous for his will,
Now it would be hard for anyone
To name a hardier man than he.

When the year had turned new only the night before
The company that day was served double at the high table.
When the King and his knights came into the hall,
The chanting in the chapel had come to an end
And a loud cry went up from the clerics and the others
Proclaiming Noël once more, calling out the word again,
And then the nobles ran and got the gifts ready,
Called out the New Year's presents, holding them high,
And the debated back and forth over the gifts,
The ladies laughed loudly, those that lost badly
And the winner was not disappointed, of that you can be sure!
All this celebration went on until dinner time.
When they had washed well, they went to sit at the table,
The most famous knights nearest the top, as was proper,
And Guenever, in high spirits, was seated in the middle of them,
In the arrangement of the famous table, with them arrayed around her,

The most beautiful there was the Queen,
Flashing her gray eye.

>>1826495
>britons
Including pre-Celtic ones, they built huge forts, dolmens, etc, produced beautiful metalwork, had trade links across Europe and were seafaring

>romans
Nothing need be said famalam

>Anglo-Saxons
Produced some of the greatest works of art and literature in Early/High mediaeval Europe, Christianised swathes of their continental Germanic kin (Wilfrid, Boniface), and gave us our fucking name and language!

>Vikings
cool
as
fuck

>Normans
Tied Britain more closely into continental affairs through their monarchies, brought sweeping changes to the language and laws

>Wales, Ireland and Highland Scotland
...

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>>1826773
Yet Arthur would not eat until they were all served.
He seemed full of the joy of youth, almost childlike.
He was happy with his life; he cared little
For lying in bed or sitting still for a long time,
His young blood so stirred him and his wild brain.
And there was a custom, besides, that he meant to keep,
That he had assumed in his noble way: he would not eat
On such a holiday until he had been told
A new tale of some wonderful event,
Of some great marvel that he might believe
About kings, or arms, or other adventures,
Or unless someone came to ask for a proven knight
To join with him in jousting, putting his life in peril,
Risking life against life, each of them allowing
Fortune to grant the advantage to one of them.
This was the King's custom when he was holding court
At every great feast with his noble company
In the castle

So with his proud face there
Bravely he stands waiting
Bold in that New Year,
And joins in the merrymaking.

So the King in his strength was standing there by himself
Talking of court trifles to those at the high table.
There sat good Gawain with Guenever beside him
And Agravaine of the hard hand on the other side of her,
Both of them the King's nephews and famous knights.
Bishop Bawdewyn was up at the head of the table,
And then Ywain beside him, who was the son of Urien.
These were seated on the dais, and lavishly served,
And many renowned knights were near them at the side tables.
Then came the first course, to the blaring of trumpets
Rare and delicate dishes are served,
Mounds of fresh meat, and so many platters
That it was hard to find enough places
To set down the silver with the stews in it
on the tablecloth.

Each one as he pleases
Takes whatever he will.
For every two there are twelve dishes,
Good beer and bright wine both.

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>>1826780
Now I will say no more about their service,
For all must know that no one lacked anything.
Another noise and a new one suddenly reached them
In less time than it takes to lift food to the lips.
Scarcely had the sound faded away again,
With the first course in the court properly served,
Than in at the hall comes a frightening figure,
He must have been taller than anyone in the world:
From the neck to the waist was so huge and thick,
And his loins and limbs so long and massive,
That I would say he was half a giant on earth.
At least I am sure he was the biggest of men.
Yet he sat with a matchless grace in the saddle.
His back and his chest and whole body was stern
And both his belt and belly were svelte and small
And all of his features were in proportion
to the rest of him.

But more than anything
His color amazed them:
A bold knight riding,
The whole of him bright green.

And all in green this knight and his garments
With a close-fitting coat that clung to his side,
A fine robe over it adorned on the inside
With furs cut to one color, an elegant lining
Trimmed brightly with white fur, and his hood also
That was caught back from his long locks and lay on his shoulders;
Neat, tight-tailored hose of that same green
Clung fast to his calf, and shining spurs below
Of bright gold, on silk bands enriched with stripes,
And so the knight rides with slippers on his feet
And all that he was wearing was indeed pure verdure
All around him and his saddle, silk embroidery
The tassels of his horse's trapping and the handsome crupper,
The studs on the enameled bit and all the other metal,
And the stirrups that he stood in were of the same color,
And his saddle bow also and the rest of the fastenings,
It all kept glimmering and glinting with green stones.
The horse that he was riding resplendent with the same hue
As all the rest.

A green horse, hard to handle,
A strong steed, huge and massive,
Tossing the embroidered bridle,
The right horse for that knight to have.

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>>1826785
Yet he wore no helmet and no chain mail either,
Nor any breastplate, nor gauntlets on his arms,
He had no spear and no shield for thrusting and smiting,
But in his hand he held a branch of holly
That is the greenest of when the groves are bare,
And an ax in the other hand, huge and menacing
A fearsome bearded-ax to find words to tell of.
The length of its head was at least a yard and a half,
The point all hammered out of green steel and gold,
The blade brightly burnished, with a broad edge,
Shaped for shearing, sharp as razors.
The grim knight gripped the stout handle of the weapon.
It was wrapped with iron to the shaft's end
And all engraved with green in graceful designs.
Rich embroidery above buttons of bright green,
The knight rides straight ahead into the hall,
Making for the high dais, undaunted by anything,
With no greeting to anyone, but his eyes high above them.
The first sound from him: "Where," he said,
"Is the head of this gathering? I would be glad
To set eyes on that knight, and I have something to say to him."

Over the knights he cast his eye
Riding up and down,
Stooping and looking hard to see
Who might have most renown.

They went on staring at the knight for some time,
Everyone wondering what it might mean
For a man and a horse to acquire such a color,
As green as the grass grows, and greener still, it seemed,
The green enamel glowing brighter on the gold.
All of them standing there stared and crept closer to him
With all the wonder in the world, to see what he would do.
For they had seen many marvels but never any like this,
So they all thought it might be a phantom or some faerie's trick,
So that many of the noble knights were afraid to answer,
And all were struck by his voice and stayed stone still,
And there was a silence like death through the great hall.
Not a sound rose out of them, as though they had all fallen asleep.

Not I think, from fear only,
But some waiting for
Their King, out of courtesy,
To let him answer.

>>1826779
your description for the as applies not only more to the irish but also to what happened to the as themselves

The British Isles always makes me think of this song

https://youtube.com/watch?v=sQ9NOV3KNpY

A otherworld, with Northern and Western Europe...but not OF it

>>1826452
We Irish take umbrage at the term "British Isles" because it was coined by John Dee deliberately to imply a territorial claim of Britain over Ireland.

It would be like if Obama began referring to north America as the "Greater United States"

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>>1826452
the Welsh gave up centuries ago, their language is better off (according to unreliable self-reported statistics) than Gaeilge or Scots Gaelic but their freedom fighters were pretty much a joke during the early to mid 20th century, the vast majority of people are comfortable enough in the Union and content to die there
they're just West-English at this point, tae bae honest

the majority of Scots are Lowlanders nowadays but Scots might as well be a separate language from English even if it is derived from it, no matter what George Galloway says I don't hold enough of a grudge against Lowlanders as an Irishman to consider them just North-North Englishmen
The Highlands and Islands I assume are in as much a shitty state as the West of Ireland precipitated by their continuance in the Union, being ignored for the benefit of the more populous and developed Lowlands as the West is for Dublin

Ulster-Scots are, objectively( :^) ), niggers
their cultural connection to Lowland Scotland where they came from is tenuous today, they've been too watered down since the 16th century (pic related, there have been attempts made to PROTECT ARE COLTURE by "reviving" the Ulster Scots """""""""language""""""""", mostly just arsehurt in response to signs being put up in Irish that get regularly vandalized)
during the Troubles there was a good deal of gelignite sent by Loyalist Scots from Scottish mines to Northern Ireland Loyalist Paramilitaries for their bombs but it was never really a huge operation and was just some working-class retard Scots, the sort you'd normally see chanting "up the UDA" at a Rangers match
( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6hEZ9zm6ck )
- they got shut down pretty quickly by Scottish Police and MI5 though, and don't really know what it is they're 'fighting' for (for example, they opposed a Catholic becoming an MP for Scotland by mass voting for his rival for the seat who was in the Scottish Nationalist Party, all while calling themselves Loyalists)

>>1828290
the scots didn't come from lowland Scotland, they originated in northern Ireland where they pushed onto Scotland in dumbarton and alt clud where they conquered and interbred with the picts, eventually forming set political boundaries.
what happened in Ireland post invasion of Scotland is beyond me as apparently general Irish history is treat the same as empire history here in England, which is to say don't talk about it in case someone starts to flagellate themselves or others.

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>>1828345
yeah and they wuz kangz as well
No.

for one Northern Ireland didn't exist until 1920 and the Government of Ireland Act
next is the fact that the Irish who migrated to Scotland from Ulster in the 6th century were just that, Irish. The Lowland Scots who planted Ulster in the 16th century were of the Anglo-Saxon breed as they are there today.

the ones from the 6th and the Dál Riata weren't the same from the 16th

>>1826489
How do I know this tit is american?

>>1828290
why is the gaelic for man "fear the bra" and the gaelic for woman "ban men"?

>>1828454
????????

it doesn't even look like that fám

phonetically it'd be

leh-hris na var (agus) na man

>>1827953
The Irish Sea