"A peculiar anthologic maze, an amusing literary chaos, a farrago of quotations, a mere olla podrida of quaintness, a pot pourri of pleasant delites, a florilegium of elegant extracts, a tangled fardel of old-world flowers of thought, a faggot of odd fancies, quips, facetiae, loosely tied" (Holbrook Jackson, Anatomy of Bibliomania) by a "laudator temporis acti," a "praiser of time past" (Horace, Ars Poetica 173).
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Monday, November 06, 2006
Perusing Catullus
David Hume, Essays, Moral, Political, and Literary, Part I, Essay XX (Of Simplicity and Refinement in Writing):
Each line, each word in Catullus, has its merit; and I am never tired with the perusal of him.