#georgicon

[majestativa]

umbrae ibant tenues  simulacraque luce carentum.

— VIRGIL ⚜️ Georgicon (4:472), cited by Stanislas de Guaita in Rosa Mystica, (1885)

[majestativa]

... the violence of roaring Acheron, the insatiate.

VIRGIL, “My Heart’s Desire”, transl. by Harriet Waters Preston, (1917)

[so-glam-i-snort-glitter]

Could someone help me with dividing the invocation of Georgicon into metric sequences? I haven't done it in a while and I might be asked to read it out loud tomorrow because I'm an idiot. (I also feel like it might have more imperfections in meter than I'm used to, but it could also be the lack of practice)

Thanks in advance

[homerandcicero]

Virgil's Georgicon, Book 4; lines 363-385

And now looking to his mother's home and the watery cave kingdom and hearing a lake cut off by a grove he went, and stunned by the mighty passion of all the waters under the river gliding over the earth saw different places, Phasis and Lycus, and the source from whence deep Enipeus first burst forth, from whence father Tiberinus and the rocky flowing Anienus and roaring Mysian Hypanis and Caicus and the gilded twin bullhorned face of Eridanus, who through no fruitful field in the purple sea flows forth more violently than any other stream. After he was arriving in the bed chamber hanging by the pumice roof and idle Cyrene recognized her weeping son, her transparent hands gave orders from her own sister's fountain, and gave him napkins and sheared his hair; feasts burdened part of the table and goblets were filled full, increased Pancheus by the fiery altar. And his mother took a goblet of Lydian wine; saying we drink to Oceanus. At the same time she herself prayed to Oceanus and the father of the universe and her Nymph sisters, who preserve a hundred forests and a hundred rivers. Thrice the nectar of the gods drenched the flame of Vesta, thrice the flame shone out to the highest roofs.

[homerandcicero]

Virgil's Georgicon, Book 4; 315-332

From which god, Muse, is this noble arm formed? Whence did this new beginning take human knowledge? Shepherd Aristaeus fleeing the Peneian valley lost, so they say, his bees from disease and starvation, his sad head lamenting to many sacred things, stand near a stream, and here addresses his parent with this voice: 'Mother, mother Cyrene, from whose depths this whirlpool holds, which famous race of the gods (if just now, as you say, my father is Thymbran Apollo) begrudgingly produced this fate? Or whither goes your quivering passion for me? Why did you tell me to hope for heaven? lo! Even I myself must leave life for glorious mortality, who with difficulty brought forth corn and herds through watchful and skillful efforts, who is your son. No more come and uproot by hand these happy woods, bear the fiery hostile stall and kill the harvest, burn the young plants and the strong vines toiled over with a double-axe, if you take so much of my weary pride.'