"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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Saturday, June 07, 2025
Address to His Heart
Theognis 877-878 (tr. Douglas E. Gerber):
Enjoy your youth, my dear heart; soon it will be the turn of other
men, and I'll be dead and become
dark earth.
