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The Brilliance Of Catullus 85 Explained

The Brilliance Of Catullus 85 Explained

The most famous poem of Catullus is one of his shortest, Odi et amo, quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior. Here is Ezra Pound‘s translation: I hate and love. Why? You may ask but It beats me. I feel it done to me, and ache. In 1981 The Folio Society published James Mitchie‘s sonorous translation of Catullus in which the hexameters and pentameters of Catullus‘ elegaic verse is rendered in four line stanzas of alternately…

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Propertius Unbound: Pounding The Butler

Propertius Unbound: Pounding The Butler

What happens when Butler’s 1912 Loeb translation of the second elegy of the third book of Propertius, the one that Pound managed to mangle with a Marcian vintage, is declaimed in an approximation of the Poundian delivery? Meanwhile let us return to our wonted round of song; let the heart of my mistress be moved with joy at the old familiar music. They say that Orpheus with his Thracian lyre tamed wild beasts and stayed rushing rivers, and that Cithaeron’s…

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Ezra’s Propertius: Creative Persona Or Some Captured Creature In A Pound?

Ezra’s Propertius: Creative Persona Or Some Captured Creature In A Pound?

When Ezra Pound’s Homage To Sextus Propertius was published in Poetry in March 1919 it was badly received by several leading classical scholars of the day for its infelicities and errors of translation. The most notorious response came in the form of a letter written by William Gardner Hale to the editor and published under the title “Pegasus Impounded” in the April 1919 edition. It has been objected by defenders of Pound that the objections of the classicists were part…

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Friday 30th November: Kodama Redecorated

Friday 30th November: Kodama Redecorated

It was quite a shock to walk into Kodama tonight. A new light grey carpet covered the floor and the walls gleamed as if they had been washed in the autumn rain, whitened by the summer sun and we wondered, …what whiteness will ever arrive at this whiteness? Noda, David and Jaime played just three games tonight and were done before midnight. The first game lasted an hour and a half as each player managed to hold on to the…

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