04/11/2025
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@ilovevergil
04/11/2025
nothing will ever top clodius getting cicero exiled and then just fucking demolishing his house - and not only that but then going ahead and building a whole fucking temple to liberty on top of the site. the drama. the boldness. the panache.
thinking about how orpheus turning to look back at eurydice isn’t a sign of mortal frailness but a sign of love
“Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?” ― Ovid, Metamorphoses
This is true no matter the version you're reading.
1. Eurydice trips and Orpheus turns to help her because he loves her.
2. Orpheus cannot hear Eurydice behind him, and fearing that he's been tricked, turns to make sure she's there.
3. Orpheus makes it out of the Underworld, and so full of love and excitement to be with Eurydice, turns to embrace her, forgetting that they both need to be out of the Underworld.
No matter what happens in the story, Orpheus loses Eurydice because his love for her compels him to look.
Orpheus, I can forgive you, then, There’s not a soul alive who wouldn’t have looked back
The Descent, by Tyler King
Don’t forget Gluck’s opera, where Eurydice doesn’t know Orpheus is forbidden to look back, Orpheus is also forbidden to tell her, she assumes he must not love her anymore, and Orpheus finally looks back to reassure her of his love because he can’t bear her anguish.
In that version in particular, but possibly in all retellings, a part of us wants Orpheus to look back, because his failure proves his love.
I'd be the voice that urged Orpheus When her body was found I'd be the choiceless hope in grief That drove him underground I'd be the dreadful need in the devotee That made him turn around (Hey ya) And I'd be the immediate forgiveness In Eurydice
- Talk, Hozier
oh but how many poets wrote things like “now no age will forget me” and “someone in some other time will remember my songs” and then we did forget them, their songs dropped out of memory? how many said, with helen’s homeric certainty, “we will be the stuff of song for men long yet to come,” but petered away into silence? how many proclaimed, like ovid, “through all ages in fame will i live,” but found their prophecies had no truth to them?
oh god i am thinking of that famous sappho fragment, “someone will remember us, i tell you, even in another time,” but we didn’t, we don’t know who “us” was or what she hoped we would remember about them, we can only probe at the hole that is the absence of their memory and feel its loss like a wound
some soothsayer changed the hollywood sign again???
01/11/20 • catullus 51 but it’s cut out of various issues of new scientist
when sappho says that someone will remember us even in another time
01/11/19
Happy Birthday to the finest, daintiest speaker 🎉🎉
Julius Caesar: I have now become dictator for life!
Brutus: I mean. Technically.
01/11/20 • catullus 51 but it’s cut out of various issues of new scientist
01/11/19
Happy birthday, Vergil. Still my favourite author, even though I haven’t had Latin in over a year. Been dead for millennia, but alive in our hearts ♥️
you’re laughing. my tongue is numb and delicate flames are running through my limbs and my ears are ringing with a sound of their own and my two eyes are covered by night and he’s sitting across from you and gazing at you and hearing you again and again, and you’re laughing.
I just think he’s neat ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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CATILINE
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“If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell.”
— Virgil's The Aeneid.