It seems I got myself tangled in my own web. When ConWorkShop declared that today’s theme is Mysteries, lies, secrets, and conspiracies, I had the cunning plan to quote the famous lines from Marmite by Sir Walter Scott, as is shewn below. But little did I know (or remember) that I had neglected to coin the word ‘tangled’ in Rireinutire. So, first I had to take care of that omission, which led to a few more words, so I decided to leave the rest as a mystery.
aa· me yote yiiviñuko veñomu tapakave:
suo eriti vuñeta yakoñukave::
oh.I | 1P.NOM how.Q tangled web-ACC weave-PRS–HSY |
when.CONJ first-ADVZ deceive-INF practise-PRS–HSY ||
O, what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!
yiiviñu /ˈjiiˌviŋu/ n. IN tangle, mess, snarl
yiiviñuko /ˈjiiˌviŋuko/ adj. tangled, snarled
yiiviñuta /ˈjiiˌviŋutɑ/ vi. to tangle, become a tangle
yomiapu /ˈjomiˌɑpu/ n. IN secret society
viña /ˈviŋɑ/ n. IN coil, hank; sth coiled
viñata /ˈviŋɑtɑ/ vt. to coil, wrap around a common centre
viñu /ˈviŋu/ n. IN 1. skein;
2. (fig.) tangle (cf. yiiviñu)
Flowering Fields 