I
don’t recall a nurse maid getting heroic honors in Greek myth
Virgil summons Erato so he can "tell of the kings of Ancient Latium of its history...." Calliope is the Muse of epic poetry; Clio the Muse history; and Erato of lyric and amorous poetry. What? See "VIRGIL’S ERATO AND THE FATE OF AENEAS" by Michael B. Sullivan
Virgil summons Erato so he can "tell of the kings of Ancient Latium of its history...." Calliope is the Muse of epic poetry; Clio the Muse history; and Erato of lyric and amorous poetry. What? See "VIRGIL’S ERATO AND THE FATE OF AENEAS" by Michael B. Sullivan
"Eating
our own tables" story is cute.
Thereat
he bound
his forehead with green garland, calling loud
upon the Genius of that place, and Earth,
eldest of names divine; the Nymphs he called,
and river-gods unknown; his voice invoked
Night, the stars of night then rising,
Jove of Mt. Ida and Phrygia's Mother
he called his mother in the Olympian skies,
and sire in Erebus.
his forehead with green garland, calling loud
upon the Genius of that place, and Earth,
eldest of names divine; the Nymphs he called,
and river-gods unknown; his voice invoked
Night, the stars of night then rising,
Jove of Mt. Ida and Phrygia's Mother
he called his mother in the Olympian skies,
and sire in Erebus.
"May
the gods give their blessing to what we begin today and to their own
prophecies!"
Around
7.297 Juno complains that the Trojans didn't die in the plains surrounding
Sigeion . Of course at that point in the mythic timeline the city
of Sigeion hadn't been founded. Not for another 500 years
Juno
asks if the Trojans think "I have gutted my appetite for hatred?"
Great reminder of Hera's lust for the destruction of Troy in Iliad IV,
exchanging for its destruction "My own three favorite cities...Argos, Sparta, and Mycenae. Sack them whenever you may be displeased with
them. I shall not defend them and I shall not care"
Virgil/Juno
dishonor the Furies in comparison to Athena/Apollo/Aeschylus treatment of the
goddesses
“Now
goddesses, it is time to open up Mount Helicon, to set your songs in motion and
tell…You are the divine Muses you remember, goddesses, and can uttter what you
remem rber. Our ears can barely catch the faintest whisper of the story. “
(7.647) Reminds me a lot of Hesiod
“the
twin brothers Catillus and fierce Coras…like two cloud-born Centaurs plunging
down in wild career from the snow clad tops of Mount Homole or Mount Othrys,
crashing throug the trees as a the great forest opens to let them pass.”
I love the image of two horseman charging through the lines of the opposing
soldiers.
Best
telling of the Hippolytus/Viribus story
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