Augustine, Confessions

a selection from 1.1.1 and 1.2.2. translation my own. Great are you, Lord, and very worthy of praise. Great is your power and of your wisdom there is no limit. And man longs to praise you, for he is a part of your creation--man, bearing around his own mortality, bearing the witness of his sin…

a sonnet

I'm writing this on the 27th of December, but scheduling it for later because I'd like to give you all some time to read each post without like ten of them in your inbox at once. That being said, I have so many ideas for blog posts, so watch out. This is a sonnet I…

Aeneid 2.348-360

young men,your hearts are valiantin vain. if you desire to follow meas I dare to stare down certain death,you must know the inevitable endof this endeavor. all the gods have left us. their sanctuaries and altars stand empty,the holy places of the godsby whose power this realm once stoodare abandoned.you run to aid a city…

wandering through solitary woodlands || Metamorphoses III.138-176

A little context so you are not totally confused: I've been translating the Metamorphoses, a work by the Roman poet Ovid, in my Latin class. My teacher requires very literal translations, but I've been wanting to try my hand at a more poetic version. So, using the Latin text, my original (stilted, though technically accurate)…