A Friend of Caesar - A Tale of the Fall of the Roman Republic. Time, 50-47 B.C. by William Stearns Davis
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"'Oh, when through the long night,
With fleet foot glancing white, Shall I go dancing in my revelry, My neck cast back, and bare Unto the dewy air, Like sportive faun in the green meadow's glee?'[76] [76] Milman, translator. as old Euripides sings in his 'Bacchæ.' Yes, the Hellenes were right when they put nymphs in the forest and in the deep. Only our blind practical Latin eyes will not see them. We will forget that we are Romans; we will build for ourselves some cosey little Phæacia up in the Sabine hills beside some lake; and there my Sappho shall also be my Nausicaä to shine fair as a goddess upon her distressed and shipwrecked Odysseus." "Yes," said Cornelia, smiling, "a delightful idyl; but Odysseus would not stay with Nausicaä." "I was wrong," replied Drusus, as they walked arm in arm out from the portico, and down the broad avenue of stately shade trees. "You shall be the faithful Penelope, who receives back her lord in happiness after many trials. Your clever Agias can act as Telemachus for us." "But the suitors whom Odysseus must slay?" asked Cornelia, entering into the fun. "Oh, for them," said Drusus, lightly, "we need not search far. Who other than Ahenobarbus?" |
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