"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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Sunday, March 16, 2025
A Bad Man
Livy 21.4.9 (on Hannibal; tr. B.O. Foster):
He had no regard for truth, and none
for sanctity, no fear of the gods, no reverence for an
oath, no religious scruple.
nihil veri nihil sancti, nullus deum metus nullum ius
iurandum nulla religio.