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17 Feb 2015 3:14pm

Virgil's melancholy

... everything, by nature’s law

Tends to the worse, slips ever backward, backward

As with a man, who scarce propels his boat

Against the stream: if once his arms relax

The current sweeps it headlong down the rapids

Virgil, Georgics, bk I-199

Twice in the year, men gather the honey harvest

First when Taygete the Pleiad shows

Her comely face to the world, and with her foot

Has spurned the streams of Ocean; and again

When the same star, fleeing the rainy sign

Of the Fish, more sadly hastens down the sky

Into the wintry waves

Ibid, bk IV, 231-5

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noreply@blogger.com (dennis) 13 March 2015, 2:34 pm
I read that Virgil was from NoPo (north of Po river). Like these verses, the Clientele seemed to favor a pastoral message... So is an Epic in the works?

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