Salve! I’m running a half step behind today, as the computer took particularly long to load. So, my apologies, but no written records of the conversation from the beginning of class will be posted here. It was a bit about the Iliad and the parallels between it and the Aeneid. Don’t worry about it, you’ll survive. Instead, let’s jump right into the work that we got back. It’s a full three assignments, so here goes…

Lines 449-459

“Aut spoliis ego iam raptis laudabor opimis

“Either I will be praised now for rich booty having been seized

aut lego insigni: sorti pater aequus utrique est.

or by distinguished destruction: father is equal to each lot.

Well, if you say so, Pallas

Tolle minas.” Fatus medium procedit in aequor;

Raise your threats.” Having spoken he proceeds into the middle plain;

frigidus Arcadibus coit in praecordia sanguis.

cold blood comes together into the breasts of the Arcadians.

Desiluit Turnus bilugis pedes apparat ire

Turnus jumped down from the chariot, he prepares as a foot-traveler

comminus; utque leo, specula cum vidit ab alta

to go hand in hand: and as a lion, when he sees from a lofty lookout,

stare procul campus meditantem in proelia taurum,

a bull standing at a distance from the camp pondering the battle,

advolat, haud alia est Turni venientis imago.

flies toward it, by no means is the image of Turnus approaching different.

Hunc ubi contiguum missae fore credidit hastae,

When he believed that he will be able to be touched by a sent spear,

ire prior Pallas, si qua fors adiuvet ausum

to go before Pallas, if in any way fortune would help him daring with

viribus imparibus, magnumque ita ad aethera fatur:

unequal strength and he speaks this to the great skies:

Lines 474-481

At Pallas magnis emittit viribus hastam

But Pallas sends forth a spear with great strength

vaginaque cava fulgentem deripit ensem.

and from the hollow sheath he pulls the gleaming sword.

Illa volens umeri surgunt qua legmina summa

That flying struck where the top of the armor rises to the shoulder

incidit, atque viam clipei molita per oras

and having forced a way through the layers of the shield

Tandem etiam mango strinxit de corpore Turni.

at last it just grazed the huge body of Turnus.

Hic Turnus ferro praefixum robur acuto

Here Turnus balancing for a long time the oak pointed

In Pallanta diu Librans iacit atque ita fatur:

with sharp iron throws it into Pallas and says thus:

“Aspice num mage sit nostrum penetrabile telum.”

“Consider now whether my weapon is able to penetrate better.”

Lines 501-end

Nescia mens hominum fati sortisque futurae

The mind of men ignorant of fate and of future destiny and unable

et servare modum rebus sublata secundis!

to preserve moderation having been raised by favorable things!

Turno tempus erit mango cum optaverit emptum

The time will be right for Turnus when he will have wished for Pallas to be

intactum Pallanta, et cum spolia ista diemque

untouched to be bought at a great price, and when he will have hated

oderit. At socii multo gemitu lacrimisque

the day and that booty of his. But the comrades with a groan and tears

impositum scuto referent Pallanta frequentes.

tears carry off Pallas placed on a shield in great numbers.

O dolor atque decus magnum rediture parenti,

O grief and great glory about to return to his parents,

haec te prima dies bello dedit, haec eadem aufert,

this first day gave you to war, this the same carries you off,

cum tamen ingentes Rutulorum linquis acervos!

When nevertheless you leave behind huge heaps of Rutulians!

AH! THIS COULD BE MY LAST EVER SCRIBA. LET ME WRITE A POEM:

Oh Scriba.

Scriba, Scriba, wherefore must you end thou Scriba?

Long period Wednesdays, freakish Fridays,

myriad thorny times you have borne me through.

Oh Scriba, Oh Scriba,

Unswerving daily postings,

impeccable translations,

stories and legends from D period Latin.

Slow back Dell, nothing can diminish my devotion to you.

Spinning blue chair, your dreamy cushions please my gluteus maximus.

You give a fresh perspective

and entertainment too.

Like Aeneas, notus pietate,

I will never forget you,

Oh Scriba, Oh Scriba.

Now, let us take a look at what we prepared for today…

Lines 887-898

Aeneas instat contra telumque coruscate

Aeneas presses upon the opposite and shakes the huge weapon

Ingens arboretum, et saevo sic pectore fatur:

Made from a tree, and utters thus from his fierce chest

“Quae nunc deinde mora est? Aut quid iam, Turne, retractas?

“What now is the delay thereupon? Or why now, Turnus, do you draw back?

Non cursu, saevis certandum est comminus armis.

It must be fought with savage arms hand to hand not by running

Shucks, that brings us to a close. We didn’t quite finish going over this assignment in class, but we will another day.

Homework:

IV/V: 894-900

AP: 899-907

Feel free to just continue it on the paper from your last assignment.

Well, somehow I ended up as scriba! It’s kind of annoying. So don’t expect a good job.

Last few lines from the jigsaw (not sure what lines this is but it leads up to 867):

And here Aeneas says, (for he was seeing going together with Marcellus, a young man distinguished by form and with gleaming arms, but his front was not happy and his eyes were cast down from his face), “Who, father, is that, who accompanies the going man thus? Son, or someone from the great stock of grandsons? What uproar of companions around! So great the likeness in himself! But black night flies around his head with sad shadows.

Went on to the homework L.867-877:

Then the father Achises stepped in with arisen laments:

“Oh child, do not seek your own people’s huge sorrow, finally the fates will only display him to the land and they will not permit him to stay longer. The Roman race would have been too powerful to you if this special gift had been secure. How great wailing of men would that plain of Mars drive to that great Martian city? Or those funerals, Tiber, you will see when you glide by a fresh tomb. Neither will any boy from the Trojan race raise the Latin ancestors with such great hope, not will the Roman land ever boast so much of any of its offspring.

ONWARD TO THE UNCHARTED TERRITORY (L.878-892)

Alas loyalty, alas ancient faith and the right hand unconquered in war! No one could have brought themselves with impunity in arms before him, whether when he went as a foot soldier into the enemy or he was digging the flanks of a frothing horse with spurs. Alas, boy to be pitied, if in any way you could break the harsh fates you would be Marcellus. Grant that I may spread lilies, purple flowers with full hands and heap up my descendant’s soul with these gifts at least, and perform useless duties.”  Thus they wander in the whole region here and there in the wide fields of air and survey all. After Anchises led his son through each of these things and inflamed his mind with love of coming fame, next he recounts the wars to the man which thereupon are to be fought, and he tells of the people of Laurentem and the city of Latinus, and by what means he might flee and bear labor.

SKIP TO BOOK 10 (L.439-448) The (not so) epic battle between Turnus and Pallas

Meanwhile the loving sister Juturna advises Turnus to help Lausus, who cuts the middle column on a winged chariot. As he saw companions: “It is time to cease from fighting; I alone am borne against Pallas, to me alone is Pallas owed; I would desire that his parent himself were present as a spectator.” These things he said and the comrades withdrew from the ordered plan. But with the departure of the Rutulians the youth wondered at the haughty orders stupefied at Turnus and turned his eyes over his huge body and went over everything in the distance with fierce sight.

HW: 449-456-459

Today in class about half the class is absent so we translated sets of lines
in pairs together and then shared them with the class.

461-464
Sed me iussa deum, quae nunc has ire per umbras,
per loca senta situ cogunt noctemque profundam,
imperiis eger suis; nec credere quivi
hunc tantum tibi me discessu ferre dolorem.

But the orders of the gods, which now force me to go through these shadows
through the places thorny with neglect and the profound night,
they drove me with their commands; and I was not able to believe
that I was bringing this grief so much to you by departing.

465-466
Siste gradum teque aspectu ne subtrahe nostro.
Quem fugis? Extremum fato quod te adloquor hoc est."

Hold your step and don't withdraw yourself from our sight.
Whom do you flee? This is the last thing which I address to you by fate."

467-471
Talibus Aeneas ardentem et tova tuentem
lenibat dictis animum lacrimasque ciebat.
Illa solo fixos oculos aversa tenebat
nec magis incepto vultum sermone movetur
quam si dura silex aut stet Marpesia cautes.

With such words Aeneas tried to soothe her grimly
watchful burning mind and was stirring tears.
She turned away was holding her eyes fixed on the ground
and her face was not moved more by the undertaken speech
than if she were harsh flint or the crags of Marpesus.

472-476
Tandem corripuit sese atque inimica refugi
in nemus umbriferum, coniunx ubi pristinus illi
repondet curis aequatque Sychaeus amorem.
Nec minus Aeneas casu concussus iniquo
prosequitur lacrimis longe et miseratur euntem.

Finally she snatched herself away and hostile she fled
into the shady forest, the former spouse Sychaeus
responds to her cares and matches the love.
And Aeneas not shaken less by harsh misfortune
follows with tears at a distance and pites the going one.

Jumping on to lines 847 and on...

847-853
"Excudent alii spirantia mollius aera
(credo equidem), vivos ducent de marmore vultus,
orabunt causas melius, caelique meatus
describent radio et surgentia sidera dicent:
tu regere imperio populos, Romane, memento
(hae tibi erunt artes), pacique imponere morem,
parcere subiectis et debellare superbos."

The other ones will fashion quivering bronze more gently
(I believe indeed), they will lead living faces from marble,
they will plead cases better, and they will map the courses
of the sky with a compass and predict the rising stars:
you Roman remember to rule the people with your command,
(these skills will be for you), and to establish a custom for peace,
spare the vanquished and crush the proud. 
  
854-859
Sic pater Anchises, atque haec mirantibus addit:
"Aspice, ut insignis spoliis Marcellus opimis
ingreditur victorque viros supereminet omnes.
Hic rem Romanam magno turbante tumultu
sistet eques, sternet Poenos Gallumque rebellem,
tertiaque arma patri suspendet capta Quirino."

Thus father Anchises, and he adds this to the wondering ones:
"Look, Marcellus distinguished by rich spoils
enters and as the victor he towers above all men.
This cavillary man will stand upright the Roman state with a great
confusing tumult,  he will lay low the phoenicians and the rebellious Gauls,
and he will hang up the thrice captured arms to father Quirius."

Missing one more translation but we did not have time to go over it.
Going on to lines for hw
867-873-877
HAPPY MARDI GRAS!!!!!
 

Today started out normally with a quiz vocabulary quiz and a generous chocolate distribution by yours truly, SPAF member Keri Lambert (not that apposition, what a poet). Then things started to get a little funky. We split up into pairs and each translated a few lines assigned by Faber. Now we are coming together (conveniemus!?) to do a rapid-fast review of our translations. Here is the product:

Lines 183-

Nec non Aeneas opera inter talia primus

And also Aeneas first encourages the comrades in the

Hortatur socios paribusque accingitur armis.

midst of such labor and girds himself with equal arms.

Atque haec ipse suo tristi cum corde volutat

And he himself rolled this over with his own sad heart

aspectans silvam immensam, et sic forte precatur:

beholding the boundless forest, and thus by chance he prays.

“Si nunc se nobis ille aureus arbore ramus

“If now that golden branch should display itself to us

ostendat nemore in tanto! Quando omnia vere

from the tree in so great a grove. Since the prophet spoke

heu nimium de te vates, Misene, locuta est.”

everything too truly about you, Misenus, alas.”

Vix ea fatus erat, geminate cum forte columbae

Hardly had he spoken when by chance two doves came

ipsa sub ora viri caelo venere volantes,

flying from the sky beneath the face itself weary of the man,

et viridi sedere solo. Tum maximus heros

and they sat on the green earth. Then the greatest hero

maternas agnoscit aves laetusque precantur:

recognizes the maternal birds and happy he prays:

“Este duces, o, si qua via est, cursumque per auras

“Be leaders, of, if there is any road, direct the course

derigite in lucos ubi pinguem dives opacat

through the airs in to the sacred grove where a rich branch

ramus humum. Tuque, o, dubiis ne defice rebus,

darkens the fertile soil. And you, divine parent, do not fail for

diva parens.” Sic effatus vestigial pressit

wavering fortunes.” Having said thus he presses footprints observing

observans quae signa ferant, quo tendere pergant.

what signals they should bear, and where they should proceed to aim.

Pascentes illae tantum prodire volando

Those feeding were going forth by flying as much as eyes of

Quantum acie possent oculi servare sequentem.

the following ones were able to keep them in sight.

Inde ubi venere as fauces grave olentis Averni

Next when they came to the passage of heavily stinking Avernus,

tollunt se celeres liquidumque per aera lapsae

they lift themselves quickly and having slipped through the liquid air

sedibus optatis gemina super arbore sidunt,

with seats chosen they settle above the two-tone tree,

discolor unde auri per ramos aura refulsit.

where the air of different colors gleamed through the branches of gold.

Simile time. UGH.

Quale solet silvis brumali frigore viscum

Just as mistletoe is accustomed to flourish with new leaves in the

fronde virere nova, quod non sua seminat arbos,

woods in the cold of winter, which its own tree does not produce,

et croceo fetu terestes circumdare truncos,

and to surround the smooth trunks with yellow shoots,

“We are leaving the simile!” (Big Nick B)

talis erat species auri frondentis opaca

such was the appearance of the gold branch in the dark holm-ak,

ilice, sic leni cerpitabat brattea vento.

thus the foil was rattling in the light breeze.

Homework:

Read books 7-12 and write a question on your assigned book. Include in bullet-style what the answer may include. You do not have to actually write out the answer.

Homework from February 4^th, lines 27 to 36.

hic labor ille domus et inextricabilis error;
magnum reginae sed enim miseratus amorem
Daedalus ipse dolos tecti ambagesque resoluit,
caeca regens filo uestigia. tu quoque magnam               30
partem opere in tanto, sineret dolor, Icare, haberes.
bis conatus erat casus effingere in auro,
bis patriae cecidere manus. quin protinus omnia
perlegerent oculis, ni iam praemissus Achates
adforet atque una Phoebi Triuiaeque sacerdos,               35
Deiphobe Glauci, fatur quae talia regi:

Here that labor of the house and the inextricable error;

But indeed Daedalus himself having pitied the great love of the queen

Unraveled the deceits and the winding passage of the house

Guiding blind steps with thread. You also Icarus would have

A great part in so great a labor should grief permit.

Twice he had attempted to fashion the misfortune in gold,

Twice the fatherly hands fell. In fact continuously everyone

Would examine with their eyes, if Achates now having been sent ahead

Were not present and together the priestess of Phoebus and Trivia,

Deiphobe of Glaucus, who says such things to the king:

Onward: Line 112-126

ille meum comitatus iter maria omnia mecum

atque omnis pelagique minas caelique ferebat,
inualidus, uiris ultra sortemque senectae.

quin, ut te supplex peterem et tua limina adirem,               115
idem orans mandata dabat. gnatique patrisque,
alma, precor, miserere (potes namque omnia, nec te
nequiquam lucis Hecate praefecit Auernis),

 si potuit manis accersere coniugis Orpheus
Threicia fretus cithara fidibusque canoris,               120
si fratrem Pollux alterna morte redemit
itque reditque uiam totiens. quid Thesea, magnum
quid memorem Alciden? et mi genus ab Ioue summo.'

Talibus orabat dictis arasque tenebat,
cum sic orsa loqui uates: 'sate sanguine diuum,               125
Tros Anchisiade, facilis descensus Auerno:

He having escorted me on my journey, was bearing all the seas

And all the dangers of the ocean and the sky with me,

Anchises, weak beyond the strength and destiny of old age.

In fact he also praying was giving orders that I as a suppliant

Seek you and approach your threshold. Nourishing one, I pray

Pity both the father and the son, (for you can do everything,

And not in vain did Hecate set you over the sacred groves of Avernus),

If Orpheus was able to summon the souls of his spouse

Relying on the Thracian harp and musical chords,

If Pollux redeems the alternate brother from the dead

And goes and returns on the road so many times. Why should I

Recount that great Theseus, that Hercules? Even to me the race from highest Jupiter.”

He was praying with such words and holding onto the altars, when thus the prophet began to speak: “You begotton of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to Avernus:

Homework: 127-132-136

Today I’m not feeling very creative, so my apologies ahead of time for the blandness of this post. Unless some muse breathes into me divine inspiration, it seems to me that you may be in for just your average Scriba post. Oh dear, no finger-lickin’-good (a nice example of Spart-style tmesis) Latin entertainment today.

                        Tu que, o sactissima vates,
                        And you, Oh most sacred prophet,

praescia venture, da (non indebita posco

foreknowing of thefuture I do not seek realms not

regna meis fatis) Latio considere Teucros

owed to me by my fates, great Trojans and wandering

errantesque deos agitataque numina Troiae

gods and harassed divinities of Troy to settle in Latium.

Tum Phoebo et Triviae solido de marmore templum

Then I will set up a temple of solid marble for Apollo

instituam festosque dies de nomine Phoebi.

and Diana and festive days from the name Apollo.

Te quoqe magna manent regnis penetralia nostris:

The great sanctuary awaits you in our kingdom:

hic ego namque tuas sortes arcanaque fata

For here I will place your oracles and secret fates spoken

dicta meae genti ponam, lectosque sacrabo,

to my race and will consecrate chosen men,

alma, viros. Foliis tantum ne carmina manda,

kindly one. Do not entrust only to leaves,

ne turbata volent rapidis ludibria ventis;

lest they be disturbed, playthings to the rapid winds;

ipsa canas oro.” Finem dedit ore loquendi.

I pray you sing yourself.” He gave the end of speaking from his mouth.

            At Phoebi nondum patiens immanis in antro

            But the huge prophet not yet tolerating Apollo

bacchatur vates, magnum si pectore posit

raved in the cave, if she could have shaken off the

excussisse deum;

great god from her chest;

Recipe to Becoming an Oracle:

322 Box Tops

1 Mountain with a Lonely Cave on Top

4 Blue Orbs

3 weeks of Training Camp

*Avoid at all costs “Last Oracle Standing” show. Ineffective.

Other Lessons of the Day (Since we only spent a FRACTION of the class translating…)

1. Read Cervantes’ “Don Quixote.” He beat everyone to all the cool quirks people think are new and radical.
2. “Post-modern” refers to literary movement in the 21^st century that becomes highly self-conscious and self-reflective. It is a loosely used phrase, often referring to a story that “steps out” and refers to itself as a story. For example, Our Town.
3. There is a crazy divine story behind the Septuagint. Check it out.
4. Time flies when you’re off task.

Weekends’ Homework:

Lines 79-90, an explicit prophecy from Sibyl.

 Mundo Monday? Who doesn’t love a six pack of sugar water dyed unnatural blues and reds from The Dollar Tree? It has been officially declared a Monday tradition, after all.

Latin Land Forecast:

It is approximately 200 F in Latin Land today. ‘Nuff said.

…But maybe not enough said…do a snow dance tonight. The odds don’t look so good, but that doesn’t mean we can’t hope.

This is the last day before out Book IV test, so we are spending our time reviewing. Here are some things we focused on:

• Fama, Lines 173-197
• Iarbas, Lines 198-218 (but we have already done an essay on this, so you’ll want to allot your time elsewhere.
• Dido, Lines 305-330, when we find out that Aeneas is a serious wimp with balls of bananas, not bronze (in the words of Dido herself, naturally).
  • Note the imperfect subjunctive verbs in lines 312-314, indicating the present contrary to fact condition “if you were…”
  • “Mene fugis?” Do you flee me? How sad.
  • “Parvulus” Wow, Dido’s getting really pathetic and using diminutives. Kind of like a melting ice cream cone, remember?
• Aeneas, Lines 331-361
  • See the connections to the speech on the beach. Is Aeneas a hero or is he insensitive to others feelings and therefore a villain?
  • Aeneas is no sweet talker, but at least he is honest and frank.
  • “Italiam non sponte sequor” You can’t blame me, I don’t control my own actions…!

Homework:

Review for Book IV Test. First take a look at all the speeches and the parts that IV/V students also have to study. Eventually work your way into those nasty similes with the tricky vocabulary. Lastly, do a snow dance. It could help us all.

YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE IN FREE WILL. YOU HAVE NO CHOICE.

Latin Land Forecast:

Today we are really feeling the effects of Global Warming. The classroom high is around 129 F. A light, cool breeze occasionally blows through the classroom, offering refreshment to those mentally parched by the high temperatures. Nevertheless, the class is not shy about complaining about the unfortunate circumstances. Personally, I like the warmth.

The Question of the Day: Is love something you do, or is something that just happens?

1. According to Spart, if you’re a “lover” you do it, if you’re a lovee, it happens.
2. According to Olivia, it depends on your personality.
3. According to Sean, maybe love is just a literary commonplace that is the equivalent to an anxiety dream. It’s not like humans can actually control anything anyways. Gods have it in for us. Cupid only exists in the popular imagination. What a pessimist. He’s a “lovee."

Anyway, we started out today with some chatting about signing up for more than one language. If you have interest in doing so, visit Mr. Smith to get an additional registration sheet. Or if you’re in the CLASS OF 2009, bask in the wonderful three month wait of wondering where we will end up next September. Most of society, based on today’s conversation about just how much is left up to the fates, would agree that at this point it is out of our hands and all will resolve itself in the end. We’ll see how that goes…

Now we are moving on to looking over the homework we turned in yesterday and that we finished for today. Here is Book IV all wrapped up:

Lines 688-705

Illa graves oculos conata attollere rurus

She herself having tried fails to lift her heavy eyes

deficit; infixum stridit sub pectore vulnus.

again; a wound fixed under her chest gurgles.

Ter sese attollens cubitoque adnixa levavit,

Three times lifting herself from the coach and having struggled she raised,

ter revolute toro est oculisque errantibus alto

three times she rolled back on her couch and with wandering eyes she

quaesivit caelo lucem ingemuitque reperta.

sought light in the lofty sky and with the light having been found she groaned.

Tum Iuno omnipotens longum miserata dolorem

            Then almighty Juno, having pitied Dido’s grief and her painful

difficilesque obitus Irim demisit Olympo

ruin, sent down Iris from Olympus who would

quae luctantem animam nexosque resolveret artus. **

free her struggling soul and bound limbs.

Nam quia nec fato merita nec morte peribat,

For since she was not dying for fate or by deserved death,

sed misera ante diem subitoque accensa furore,

but miserable for her day and inflamed by a sudden fury.

Nondum illi flavum Proserpina vertice crinem

Proserpina had not yet taken a golden lock from her head

abstulerat Stgyioque caput damnaverat Orco.

and had damned her soul to Stygian Orcus.

Ergo Iris croceis per caelum roscida pennis

Therefore dewy Iris flies down through the sky from the facing sun

mille trahens varios adverso sole colores

on yellow feathers dragging one thousand varied colors

devolat et supra caput astitit. “Hunc ego Diti

and she stands by above the head. “I having been ordered

sacrum iussa fero teque isto corpore solvo”:

bear this sacred one and free you from that body of yours”:

Sic ait et dextra crinem secat, omnis et una

She says thus and with her right hand cuts her hair, all heat

dilapsus calor atque in ventos recessit.

having departed from the one and the life glides away into the winds.

END OF BOOK IV

**Iuno Irim misit QUAE resolveret

This is a beautiful example of a Relative Clause of Purpose, which you can recognize by the present or imperfect subjunctive verb with a relative pronoun (“quae”) instead of an “ut.” They often have verbs of “sending” or “choosing.”

Now we’re moving on to reviewing for our Book IV test, which will take place on Tuesday, February 3, 2009. We’re starting with Line 1 and trudging onward.

Some lines we focused on:

• Lines 15-29 (Note contrary to fact condition, Dido’s speech, possible essay topic. Give special note to PUDOR à she even addresses it by name, an example of apostrophe) (Compare and contrast Dido and Aeneas as leaders or compare and contrast Dido in beginning of Book IV to Dido in the end of Book IV)
• Well, we kind of got wrapped up in a conversation about fate and love and didn’t get so far. Just know all the speeches, I suppose…

Weekend’s Homework:

Review for Tuesday’s Book IV Test, use pink sheet as a starting point

Keri’s Homework:

Stop having headaches.

Also, note the interesting uses of the genitive case above. Keri parallels the weekend, but the two things mean pretty different things. Odd.