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mythological-art · 1 month ago
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Venus Preventing her Son Aeneas from Killing Helen of Troy
Artist: Luca Ferrari (Italian, 1605 – 1654)
Date: c. 1650
Medium: Oil on canvas
Collection: Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide, Australia
Description
The subject of a violent murder averted at the last minute by the miraculous intervention of a god or an angel occurs in several stories in Classical Greek and Roman mythology and also in the Old Testament. Such subjects were very popular in Italian Baroque painting, for they provided an ideal vehicle for high drama, angular lines of rapid movement, bursts of energy and suspense. This fine example, with its strong light and low arc of flailing, grasping hands, is based on an episode in Book II of the Aeneid, the ancient Roman epic poem by Virgil.
Luca Ferrari was a pupil of the Bolognese master Guido Reni, whose influence is clearly visible in the faces of Venus, centre, and Helen, on the right. Ferrari was also profoundly influenced by Caravaggio, whose unique approach to theatrical subjects of this kind is here visible in the handling of Aeneas’s face and in the robust veins and sinews of his left wrist and right forearm.
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brimo5 · 6 days ago
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Grim Cerberus wagg'd his tail to see Thy golden horn, nor dreamd of wrong. But gently fawning, follow'd thee, And lick'd thy feet with triple tongue. (Horace, Odes, 2.19)
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historical-kitten · 9 months ago
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Ancient Roman Poets on a Modern Date
Catullus (Gaius Valerius Catullus)
If you meet him before Lesbia, he will be charming, eloquent, and happy to go wherever you like, although his funds could be limited. Even so, he'll make sure you both enjoy yourselves. Theater or concert tickets in the plebian--nosebleed--section, for instance. If you meet him after Lesbia, there is a possibility he will spend the entire time trauma-dumping about his ex. If you also have one to complain about, this could be cathartic.
Vergil (Publius Vergilius Maro)
He takes you out to his beehive dressed in full bee-keeping gear to introduce you to his bees and then goes inside, where you sample different varieties of honey drizzled over fruit. He is sweet, but does talk about fields and bees a lot.
Ovid (Gaius Valerius Catullus)
Let's be honest. This might be more of a Tinder or Grindr hookup than a date. However, it's possible you met at a theater, race track, parade, or seaside resort. If you are aro/ace, run away. If you aren't and you are interested in seeing if he truly is proficient as a teacher of love, stick around. Don't expect him to be faithful, however. And although his manners are perfect, remember that it's an art and a game to him, so guard your heart.
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
He'll take you out for a night of expensive dining and pay for it solely because the friend of a friend that owns the place owes him. He is charming company and can get you into any exclusive club or private experience you want to go to, but will expect reciprocated favors. Also, he turns on the charm, but absolutely expects to be complimented in return.
Sulpicia
She plays hard to get initially, not wanting to be too obvious with her affection. The first date will be YOUR choice. Pick well and she'll follow that with a candlelit dinner and eternal devotion. She does have expensive taste, however, and she would absolutely report you to her scary uncle if you break her heart.
Martial (Marcus Valerius Martialis)
He takes you on a picnic. Despite this being in the country, he'll opt for fine wine and gourmet food. He's easy to talk to, funny, and catty with his gossip. However, he'll also go on about his childhood in the country and how he went hunting and fishing and how he misses the simple country life. (All while sipping from an expensive goblet.)
Livy (Titus Livius)
He takes you to a museum and acts as your tour guide throughout the entire thing. Who knew that your date would double as a living and breathing audio tour? You're supposed to eat at the museum cafe, but you may not make it there before it closes... If you're a fan of history, you're in for a treat.
Iullus Antonius
Iullus is a huge romantic and just as charming as his famous father. He will show up with flowers and take you on a date in a small, undiscovered restaurant and to a lot of cute places that are off the beaten path. Whether you hit it off romantically or not, he's the kind of guy who could be your ride or die. (Spoiler alert, when he says he's your ride or die, he's extremely serious. 💀)
Albius Tibullus
When he falls, he falls hard. He takes you on a date in an orchard. This includes picking grapes and then tasting wines. If the date is before he was entranced with one of the lovers he wrote about, all is well. If not, he might get a little teary eyed about his past love(s). He is polite, sweet, attentive, and apologetic though.
Juvenal (Decimus Junius Juvenalis)
He takes you to an expensive restaurant and makes it clear he is only paying for HIS meal. The entire time he criticizes everyone else in the restaurant for being posers and judges them based upon appearance, status, and gender. His date is not a safe place for anyone who doesn't fit his definition of traditional values. Definitely talks about kids these days and the degradation of society.
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ovidianodes · 5 months ago
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Catullus truly understood men 😔 (Catullus 64, Daisy Dunn)
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amicus-noctis · 3 months ago
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“The descent into Hell is easy” ― Virgil, The Aeneid
Painting: "Dante and Virgile in Hell" by Gustave-Claude-Étienne Courtois
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enlitment · 7 months ago
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Today on discovering how all my obsessions collide in increasingly fascinating ways: Angelica Kauffman, the female painter Jean-Paul Marat may or may not have had an affair with painted this picture of Catullus and Lesbia (and her dead sparrow!)
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Kauffman was a Catullus fan confirmed -> I therefore conclude Marat would have read Catullus as well
follow for more extremely detailed and definitely not speculative historical facts!
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your-darling-gaze · 5 months ago
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Les souvenirs d'une patrie perdue, l'espoir d'une terre promise, Ce divorce entre l'homme de sa vie...
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You want the acclaim, the mother of mothers
More poignant than fame or the taste of another
But be real and just jump, you dense motherfucker
You will not be more than a rat in the gutter
You want my opinion, my opinion you've got
You asked for my counsel, I gave you my thoughts
Be done with this now and jump off the roof
Can you hear me, Achilles? I'm talking to you...
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xplore-the-unknwn · 1 year ago
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My roman empire is that people should make more big budgeted musicals about the ancient civilizations. We can have an Epic of Gilgamesh musical, the Trojan War, and any ancient story that was passed down through song for generations.
I wanna hear our ancestors come alive again and hear the beautiful words and stories that they’ve so passionately sang and written about-for us not to forget about them.
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lionofchaeronea · 1 year ago
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Woe is me! That boy had arrows that hit the mark. I burn, and Love is king in my empty breast. Me miserum! certas habuit puer ille sagittas. Uror, et in vacuo pectore regnat Amor. -Ovid, Amores I.1.25-26
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dandelion-blues · 8 months ago
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The Blood of Gods
Liquid seeps into the soil.
The clash of metal ringing all around.
Red, a mortal’s plight.
To live such a short life.
Oh, Warrior given a moment of glory,
Of spilled blood for the Gods' need for gore.
Their armor dented,
But their hearts race free.
Free, but they're bound in chains.
A pretty golden chain for thee.
Scars among their bodies,
Proudly displayed battles won.
The battle a stage to be viewed,
Laughter and cheers or boos and jeers.
An arena of entertainment!
Gods clap, thunder follows.
Gods cry, rain falls.
Gods smile, and the sun sears.
Gods! Gods! Gods!
They must cheer.
Blood offered for Gods.
The immortal’s lips stained red.
Is it blood or wine?
The gods love it all the same.
Only in death can they be free,
But even death is ruled by immortal beings.
Thus, mortals left forever at the Gods' whims.
Lesser, worthless, insignificant things.
A bug to be crushed under their heels.
Their lives and deaths sacrificed to the Gods!
To bow before their superiors!
Kissing the dirt! It’s where they belong!
Grovel before the Gods’ magnificence!
Mortal’s eyes don’t deserve such beauty!
Eyes burned from their sockets, if they ever saw.
For Gods’ true sights are monstrous beings.
This poem is also connected to my PJO one-shot if anyone wants to read the full thing, and not just the poem 😆
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mxmorbidmidnight · 5 months ago
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An original poem about the latin phrase "vivamus Moriendum est" meaning "let us live for we must die"
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scribl1ta · 4 months ago
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RUN DONT WALK TO THE BOOKSTORE‼️I'm jokinggg and just making this post to share. Unless you are an intermediate level Latin student or you have always wanted to read the satyricon and don't know where to start, you can just admire and be proud of me :))
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this was really a dream of mine and I don't take it for granted that my professor, co-author of the commentary, trusted me with this project. I'm away from my usual spots atm, so the main thing that makes this occasion less perfect is that I can't show you the physical book right now. My professor clocked me for making the Roman soldier into Encolpius (she just asked what we should name him)😆these are the stunning adornments you can enjoy while learning about neronian literature, if you choose to buy the book. Ahhh i was dreading pulling these up again because I knew Julius caesar would make me cringe a little bit but it's getting published AND still better than the cambridge latin illustrations so I think I can sleep tonight💋
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carpe-noctem-bitchess · 9 months ago
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the water engulfed without a moon to reflect. Ashes from desperate cries left burning magnesium through the rues. Starry hands sought the earth, and withdrew as if scalded, scorned whispers echoing through the lifeless home. The heavens grieved and stroked the rivers of fire, flowing ever so serenely now, sobbed harder and washed off memories to a place better deserved. the once bright lanterns, the sole conspirators of curtained stages, no longer remained diminished but choked underneath the clouds. The repressing haze, one which burned your breath, dissipated under the violent fog. The deep violet skies rumbled, quiet in regret, flooded the builds again and again, till life grew anew. The rushing sound never ceased, till the scorched red cleared the ruins brown, till the crushed whispers smelt home. Eventually, a blue, much like your eyes emerged through the tar clouds, and the broken hands gave way to crawling flowers. Amidst the drenched rubble, the soft footsteps of a lone writer remained as lone witness to Pompeii's apology.
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t0yearnf0r · 10 months ago
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Catullus wrote multiple poems about wanting to kiss a dude and somehow poem 50 is the gayest thing he ever wrote
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poetry-lair · 8 months ago
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Sweet is the scent of flowers
as I wake up
after a sleep of tedium
and a cold paralysis.
And after seeing
the blossoming buds opening,
I let the May’s sun
pass through my body
and melt my fears away
“Flora (Fresco)” (C): Anonymous
“Spring ” (C): Lawrence Alma-Tadema
“ Nus près d'une fontaine dans un jardin méditerranéen” (C): Paul Jean Gervais
“Floralia” (C): Hobbe Smith
Poem (C): Me
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jxstne777 · 9 months ago
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Ego Vobis Romae Propitius Ero
Rome I go,
where my mind thinks,
where my thoughts are quiet and my fear shrinks.
Dionysus's blood, soothe me, open me.
Good conversation feels like a movie.
I love you because you know me.
'I will be favourable to you in Rome'
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