By God’s Bones: Medieval Swear Words

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What were bad words in the Middle Ages? In her book, Holy Sh*t: A Brief History of Swearing, Melissa Mohr takes a look at curse words from the ancient Romans to the modern day. Like with many aspects of medieval society, the way they swore was much different than ours.

Focusing on medieval England, Mohr immediately recognizes that people back then did not have much of an issue with describing bodily functions in ways that we might find less appropriate. Going into a city you might find a street called ‘Sh!twell Way’ or ‘Pissing Alley’. Open a school textbook for teaching children how to read and you might find the words a r s e, sh!t or fart. If you saw ants crawling around you would most likely call them ‘pisse-mires’. Even some names, like Rogerus Prikeproud or Thomas Turd, seem to have acceptable to medieval men and women. Mohr explains, “generally, people of medieval England did not share our modern concept of obscenity, in which words for taboo functions possess a power in excess of their literal meaning and must be fenced off from polite conversation…Medieval people were, to us, strikingly unconcerned with the sh!t.”

Here are a couple of examples of words that we might not use when chatting with our parents, but seem to have been okay in a medieval setting


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By God’s Bones: Medieval Swear Words


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An extract from Romeo and Juliet, written by William Shakespeare between 1591 and 1595:



Romeo: Lady, by yonder blessed moon I vow
That tips with silver all these fruit tree tops

Juliet: Oh, swear not by the moon, th´inconstant moon.
That monthly changes in her circled orb
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

Romeo: What shall I swear by?

Juliet: Do not swear at all.
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self.
Which is the god of my idolatry.
An I´ll believe thee.

Romeo: If my heart´s dear love ---

Juliet: Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee
I have no joy of this contract tonight.

Romeo: Thou art a churlish, dismal-dreaming fustilarian, Juliet, thou artless, crook-pated, fawning, mewling, elf-skinned puttock!