"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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Tuesday, January 31, 2023
Stormy Weather Predicted
Cicero, Letters to His Friends 2.18.3 (tr. W. Glynn Williams):
But, as to the Republic, who knows what sort of weather is in store for it? My forecast is "squally."
tempora autem reipublicae qualia futura sint, quis scit? mihi quidem turbulenta videntur fore.