A Tip of the Glass to Hermes

Lugnasa                                                          Garlic Planting Moon

I’m within 5 verses of completing Philemon and Baucis.  I will complete it before the Rembrandt exhibition leaves town with its painting of this story from Ovid.  That was my goal though I’ve come up several weeks short because I wanted to circulate my transmission among the docents, but all public tours stopped last week.

When I finish it tonight or tomorrow, I’ll have translated three complete stories from the Metamorphoses:  Diana and Actaeon (Titian exhibit), Philemon and Baucis (Rembrandt exhibit) and Pentheus, one I chose because the story is retold in the Bacchae.  None of my translations are worth sharing much of, if any.  I’m still clumsy and not always accurate, but I moved through 10 verses today, so my speed has improved.

Speed is a goal because the Metamorphoses is long and if I ever hope to translate it, I’ll have to go faster than I have.  It’s divided into 15 books and at some point I’ll shift from a focus only on learning to a focus on translating and learning.  The difference probably being that I’ll work on a long chunk, say a book, then hire Greg or somebody to go through my translation with me.

A commentary useful for advanced students is still a goal, too, and as I translate I plan to do so in a way that will facilitate a commentary.  Pharr’s commentary on Virgil is a good model and one I will have in view the whole time.  BTW I also did another 10 verses in the Aeneid, too.  More practice.  The more I read, the better I get.

 

For People Who Love Quotes, But Not People

Lugnasa                                                                                Garlic Planting Moon

When faced with someone else’s incomprehensible slang:

“Well, well, well, well. If it isn’t fat, stinking billygoat Billy-Boy in poison. How art thou, thy globby bottle of cheap, stinking chip-oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if you have any yarbles, you eunuch jelly thou.” – A Clockwork Orange, Anthony Burgess

To liven up a dull conversation:

“If your brains were dynamite there wouldn’t be enough to blow your hat off.” – Timequake, Kurt Vonnegut

For telling someone to get lost, but nicely:

“I desire that we be better strangers.” – As You Like It, William Shakespeare

For when someone is quite below your notice, and you want to let them know:

“He is simply a hole in the air.” – The Lion and the Unicorn, George Orwell

For dispelling any illusions:

“Don’t fool yourself, my dear. You’re much worse than a bitch. You’re a saint. Which shows why saints are dangerous and undesirable.” – The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand

For disagreements over Magic cards/games of Dungeons and Dragons/cosplay:

“The man is as useless as nipples on a breastplate.” – A Feast for Crows, George R.R. Martin

For morons (read: everybody):

“I told him he didn’t even care if a girl kept all her kings in the back row or not, and the reason he didn’t care was because he was a goddam stupid moron. He hated it when you called him a moron. All morons hate it when you call them a moron.” – The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger

When only the juiciest alliteration will do (or when cursing out children): 

“You blithering idiot! … You festering gumboil! You fleabitten fungus! … You bursting blister! You moth-eaten maggot!” – Matilda, Roald Dahl

For someone who thinks they’re better than you:

“This liberal doxy must be impaled upon the member of a particularly large stallion!” – A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole Continue reading For People Who Love Quotes, But Not People