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Monday, April 4, 2016

The Most Gruesome Death Scene in Literary History...

While teaching some Vergil to my Latin IV this morning, I made the assertion that the following is the most gruesome death scene in literary history:

illum expirantem transfixo pectore flammas
turbine corripuit scopuloque infixit acuto.
With a whirlwind she snatched him up, breathing out flames
from his pierced chest, and impaled him on a sharp crag.
(Aeneid 1.44-45)
Here he is prior to his richly deserved impaling

The backstory is that Minerva used her father Jove's thunderbolts and took vengeance on a man who raped her priestess Cassandra.

There's no good classical artwork that truly depicts this death scene in all its gory detail. Shame. There should be.





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Sunday, May 4, 2014

Translating Homer: It's Funny Because it's True...

Stephen Butler Leacock, a Canadian economist and humorist, provides a delicious parody of Homer in the following:

"Then he too Ajax on the one hand leaped (or possibly jumped) into the fight wearing on the other hand, yes certainly a steel corselet (or possibly a bronze under tunic) and on his head of course, yes without doubt he had a helmet with a tossing plume taken from the mane (or perhaps extracted from the tail) of some horse which once fed along the banks of the Scamander (and it sees the herd and raises its head and paws the ground) and in his hand a shield worth a hundred oxen and on his knees too especially in particular greaves made by some cunning artificer (or perhaps blacksmith) and he blows the fire and it is hot. Thus Ajax leapt (or, better, was propelled from behind), into the fight."

Homer did indeed produce beautiful poetry. But if you've ever translated him for the original Greek, you got at least a giggle out of Leacock's rendering.

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