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Touched up some designs from 2019~2020. There's still many more I want to do.
dating tips from propertius!
1. get really drunk and put apples on your girlfriend's boobs
An Invocation to Bacchus
Now, o Bacchus, we fall, humble, before your altar: Give me, father, peace and favoring sails. You have the power to check the pride of raving Venus: With your pure wine comes medicine for cares. Lovers are yoked through you, through you their yoke's undone: You, Bacchus, wash the fault out of my mind.
Nunc, o Bacche, tuis humiles advolvimur aris: da mihi pacato vela secunda, pater. tu potes insanae Veneris compescere fastus, curarumque tuo fit medicina mero. per te iunguntur, per te solvuntur amantes: tu vitium ex animo dilue, Bacche, meo.
--Propertius, Elegies III.17.1-6
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THIS IS FRYING MEEE “yeah he met virgil (awesome, sexy, totally obsessed with) and his boyfriend i think his name was whore ass?”
Happy Death Day Pompeius Magnus.
Some lines about Pompeius' death from various ancient poetry
(no, not Lucan, because Lucan makes me sad)
402.—Anonymous - On Pompey the Great In what sore need of a tomb stood he who possessed abundant temples!
(The Greek Anthology 9)
[...] Who, Great Pompey, after your victory over the forces of Mithri-dates, your recovery of the seas from piracy, and your three triumphs gained from campaigns which traversed the earth, would have believed that, when you could now pass as another styled the Great, you were destined to perish on Egyptian shores with but fire of shipwrecked wood to burn your corpse and remnants of an upcast barque to make your pyre? [...]
(Manilius, Astronomica IV)
[...] Guilty Alexandria, land ever ready for treason, and Memphis, so often blood-stained at our cost, where the sand robbed Pompey of his three triumphs, no day shall ever wash you clean of this infamy, Rome. Better had your funeral processed over the Phlegrean fields, or had you been doomed to bow your neck to your father-in-law!
(Propertius: The Elegies III, 11)
You shall shed pious tears for the crime of Pelusian Canopus and give Pompey a tomb more lofty than bloody Pharos
(Statius, Silvae II, 7)
§ 5.74 ON POMPEY AND HIS SONS: The sons of Pompey are covered by the soils of Asia and Europe; Pompey himself by that of Africa, if indeed he be covered by any. What wonder that they are thus dispersed over the whole globe? So great a ruin could not have lain in a single spot.
(Martial, Epigrams V)
there is something to ghosts ; death does not finish everything a ghastly shade flees the extinguished pyre
—Propertius, IV.7.1-2
Diodorus Siculus, the source that claims Medea's mother is Hekate, also notes that Medea's son Thessalus moved to the region of Thessaly after surviving his mother's filicide
but here's a fun little piece of information about Thessaly from another source, Propertius:
"Brimo [Hekate], who as legend tells, by the waters of Boebeis [lake in Thessaly] laid her virgin body at Mercurius' [Hermes'] side."
Boebeis lake is located at Iolcus, the kingdom Thessalus, Hermes and Hekate’s first shared descendant through Jason being a great grandson of Hermes and Medea being a daughter of Hekate, becomes the king of.
Jason and Medea named their son after the region where their ancestors first f-ed (probably not intentionally but it's hilarious in hindsight)