Strangers, you have only to declare your need, for we have everything that suits this house: warm baths, beds to charm away fatigue, and the presence of honest faces.
ξένοι, λέγοιτ᾽ ἂν εἴ τι δεῖ· πάρεστι γὰρ
ὁποῖά περ δόμοισι τοῖσδ᾽ ἐπεικότα,
καὶ θερμὰ λουτρὰ καὶ πόνων θελκτηρία 670
στρωμνή, δικαίων τ᾽ ὀμμάτων παρουσία.
"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, January 31, 2026
Hospitality
Aeschylus, Libation Bearers 668-671 (tr. Herbert Weir Smyth):