Saturday, September 04, 2004

The copy of the Aeneid that I've been reading is a verse translation by Frank O. Copley, from the Lirary of Liberal Arts, published by Bobbs-Merrill in New York and Indianapolis. The Library of Congress number is 65-26526.

Book V begins thus:

...Aeneas held a mid-sea course,
steadily cutting dark water before the wind,
A glance astern showed luckless Dido's walls,
glowing with flame. What set a fire so vast
could not be seen- but passion wronged means pain.

What an amazing chapter, that book IV! Especially impressionable for me is the image of Dido on her funeral pyre, the sword still in her stuck under the breastbone. Or that's where I would think she would have thrust it.


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