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Bezig met laden... Saturnalia, Books 3-5 (Loeb Classical Library #511) (editie 2011)door Ambrosius Aurelius Theodosius Macrobius, Robert A. Kaster
Informatie over het werkSaturnalia, Volume II: Books 3-5 (Loeb Classical Library) door Macrobius
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. Book V. 13.8-13.11 10. At the same time he raises a chilling cry to the stars, A bellowing just as when a wounded bull flees The altar and shakes the errant axe from its neck. (A. 2.222-24) Then he breathed out his spirit and roared, as when a bull Roars as it is dragged around the lord of Helikon’s shrine And the Earth-shaker delights in the youths who drag it (Il. 20.403-5) As the fires swept the human spirit, the ash does not even sing. In these days, did you ever notice humans singing? Out of joy or sadness? Or composing in silence poems to the Gods, or uttering words, of anger Or wrath, of pardon, nobility of filth, to Emptiness if it must be, laying their woes and gladness upon them? Even their incantations, invocations, prayers seem to be a thing of a shell That they charm themselves more into blindness that they are captured by. Book V. 13.8-13.11 10. At the same time he raises a chilling cry to the stars, A bellowing just as when a wounded bull flees The altar and shakes the errant axe from its neck. (A. 2.222-24) Then he breathed out his spirit and roared, as when a bull Roars as it is dragged around the lord of Helikon’s shrine And the Earth-shaker delights in the youths who drag it (Il. 20.403-5) As the fires swept the human spirit, the ash does not even sing. In these days, did you ever notice humans singing? Out of joy or sadness? Or composing in silence poems to the Gods, or uttering words, of anger Or wrath, of pardon, nobility of filth, to Emptiness if it must be, laying their woes and gladness upon them? Even their incantations, invocations, prayers seem to be a thing of a shell That they charm themselves more into blindness that they are captured by. Book V. 13.8-13.11 10. At the same time he raises a chilling cry to the stars, A bellowing just as when a wounded bull flees The altar and shakes the errant axe from its neck. (A. 2.222-24) Then he breathed out his spirit and roared, as when a bull Roars as it is dragged around the lord of Helikon’s shrine And the Earth-shaker delights in the youths who drag it (Il. 20.403-5) As the fires swept the human spirit, the ash does not even sing. In these days, did you ever notice humans singing? Out of joy or sadness? Or composing in silence poems to the Gods, or uttering words, of anger Or wrath, of pardon, nobility of filth, to Emptiness if it must be, laying their woes and gladness upon them? Even their incantations, invocations, prayers seem to be a thing of a shell That they charm themselves more into blindness that they are captured by. geen besprekingen | voeg een bespreking toe
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The Saturnalia, Macrobius's encyclopedic celebration of Roman culture written in the early fifth century CE, has been prized since the Renaissance as a treasure trove of otherwise unattested lore. Cast in the form of a dialogue, the Saturnalia treats subjects as diverse as the divinity of the Sun and the quirks of human digestion while showcasing Virgil as the master of all human knowledge from diction and rhetoric to philosophy and religion. The new Latin text is based on a refined understanding of the medieval tradition and improves on Willis's standard edition in nearly 300 places. The accompanying translation--only the second in English and the only one now in print--offers a clear and sprightly rendition of Macrobius's ornate Latin and is supplemented by ample annotation. A full introduction places the work in its cultural context and analyzes its construction, while indexes of names, subjects, and ancient works cited in both text and notes make the work more readily accessible than ever before. Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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10. At the same time he raises a chilling cry to the stars,
A bellowing just as when a wounded bull flees
The altar and shakes the errant axe from its neck. (A. 2.222-24)
Then he breathed out his spirit and roared, as when a bull
Roars as it is dragged around the lord of Helikon’s shrine
And the Earth-shaker delights in the youths who drag it (Il. 20.403-5)
As the fires swept the human spirit, the ash does not even sing.
In these days, did you ever notice humans singing? Out of joy or sadness?
Or composing in silence poems to the Gods, or uttering words, of anger
Or wrath, of pardon, nobility of filth, to
Emptiness if it must be, laying their woes and gladness upon them?
Even their incantations, invocations, prayers seem to be a thing of a shell
That they charm themselves more into blindness that they are captured by.
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