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Download Greek Lyric II Anacreon Anacreontea Choral Lyric from Olympis to Alcman Loeb Classical Library No 143 Book ↠ 560 pages à Dogsalonbristol ¸ [Ebook] ➢ Greek Lyric II Anacreon Anacreontea Choral Lyric from OlymThe five volumes in the Loeb Classical Library edition of Greek Lyric contain the surviving fragments of solo and choral song This poetry was not preserved in medieval manuscripts and few complete poems remain Later writers uoted from the poets but only so much as suited their needs; these uotations are supplemented by papyrus texts found in Egypt In order to express the indefinable effect that the odes of Anacreon have upon us I can find no better comparison and example than a passing breath of fresh breeze in the summer fragrant and cheering that all at once restores you in a way and seems to open your lungs and heart with a kind of gaiety —Leopardi Zibaldone Z30 31His head garlanded with luxuriant flowers he is the ruler over gods he is the subduer of mortals —Anacreon 505dI weave garlands with flowers put them on my head and sing of life’s calm weather I wet my body with fragrant perfume and with a girl in my arms I sing of the Cyprian —Anacreontea 50At the command of the Cyprian Eros once again pours sweetly down and warms my heart —Alcman 59 This volume is worth acuiring purely for the golden collection of poetry that is the Anacreontea; as a collection overshadowing in my opinion their namesake's surviving fragments their sweet words speak of all the subjects I adore about Greek Lyric —as the introducer himself describes spring the rose wine Bacchus Cyprian Aphrodite the Loves the Graces the vine if one adds poems inspired by or giving orders for works of art the list is almost complete —mixed into a blend of golden nectar worthy to be consumed by the godsAlso since Tell me you know these things what flowers does he prefer?Roses —D'annunzio PleasureMy favourite flowers roses are —Proust The Guermantes Way In Search of Lost Time I found within one of my favourite poems Along with spring the bringer of garlands I am eager to sing with clear voice of spring’s companion the soft rose It is the breath of the gods and the joy of mortals the glory of the Graces in springtime the delight of the Loves with their rich garlands of Aphrodite; it is a subject for poetry and the graceful plant of the Muses; it is sweet to find when one is picking one’s way along thorny paths sweet to take and warm in soft hands to press to one’s body the light flower of Love At feasts banuets and festivals of Dionysus what should we do without the rose? Rosy fingered Dawn rosy armed Nymphs rosy hued Aphrodite—so the poets call them; and the rose gives pleasure also to the unpoetic It helps the sick it protects the dead it defies time for the rose in its graceful old age keeps the fragrance of its youth Come let us tell of its birth when from the grey waters the sea gave birth to Cythere all bedewed with foam and from his head Zeus displayed Athena who loves the battle din a fearful sight for Olympus then earth made wonderful new shoots of roses blossom her reaction of skilled artistry; and that the rose might resemble the blessed gods Lyaeus sprinkled it with nectar and made it flourish proudly on the thorn an immortal plant 55 Some other unforgettable ones I enjoyed Once when I was weaving a garland I found Love among the roses I held him by his wings and plunged him in my wine then I took it and drank him down; and now inside my body he tickles me with his wings 6If only I could be a mirror so that you would always look at me; a robe so that you would always wear me; water that I might wash your skin; perfume lady that I might anoint you; a band for your breast a pearl for your neck a sandal—only you must trample me underfoot 22 I also came across the original greek of a latin to English translation of a passage extolling the beauty of my favourite flower which Robert Burton used in his Anatomy of Melancholy that I noted down when I first came across itLatin English from Burton Rosa honor decusue florumRosa flos odorue divimHominum rosa est voluptaDecus illa GratiarumFlorente amoris horaRosa suavium Diones etcRose the fairest of all flowersRose the delight of higher powersRose the joy of mortal menRose the pleasure of fine womenRose the Graces' ornamentRose Dione's sweet content The original poem from the Anacreontea Let us mix the Loves’ rose with Dionysus let us fasten on our brows the rose with its lovely petals and drink laughing gently Rose finest of flowers rose darling of spring rose delight of the gods also rose with which Cythere’s son garlands his lovely curls when he dances with the Graces garlands me and in your precinct Dionysus I shall play the lyre and wreathed with my rose garlands dance with a deep bosomed girl 44 A beautiful collection which as you read you almost feel gently washed with a breeze of flowers and wine as the sun beats down on you during an endless Greek SummerI'm in the habit of reading some poetry alongside the fiction and non fiction I also happen to be reading and have been slowly working my way chronologically through major works for some years now Skipping some of the longer works which I'll return to later last year I had reached Milton on my list which I started but I couldn't take it; not just him but the couple of other modern poets I have read Donne and Jonson; I forced myself through them but I returned to the Ancients; first re reading some epics in different translations and now reading the 'minor' and fragmentary works we have leftI'll probably continue with Milton and all the other 'greats' I have on my list Spenser Dryden Young Pope Gray Wordsworth Coleridge Byron Keats Longfellow Tennyson etc but if they are like the few I have read like Donne Jonson and Milton I really feel like I will be forcing myself through them in the hope of discovering a few pieces of gold amongst a whole load of non aurelian poemsI feel sorry for people who like myself were first exposed to poetry by being force fed these and contemporary modern people in school and thus inevitably coming away thinking all poetry is like this rhyming boring intellectual almost 'non human' This is what True Poetry is; not the intellectual modern kind but the fresh pure natural Human kind the kind that that speaks most purely to our passions and emotions; not to our brains but to our hearts; the kind that reaches it's apex in Greek Lyric Anacreon TestimoniaPoem 5 in which the writer gives instructions to a silversmith for the creation of a cup lists in fact the subjects which occupy the writers of the Anacreontea; spring the rose wine Bacchus Cyprian Aphrodite the Loves the Graces the vine handsome boys; if one adds poems inspired by or giving orders for works of art the list is almost complete —IntroductionThe same was true of Anacreon who surpassed the common span of human life but perished when a single pip obstinately stuck in his withered throat as he sustained his poor remaining strength with raisin juice —Valerius Maximum Memorable Deeds and SayingsAnacreon glory of Ionians may you among the dead not be without your beloved revels or your lyre; but gazing amorously with lascivious eyes may you sing clear voiced shaking the garland on your perfumed hair turning towards Eurypyle or Megisteus or the Ciconian locks of Thracian Smerdies as you spout forth sweet wine your robe uite drenched with Bacchus wringing unmixed nectar from its folds; for all your life old man was poured out as an offering to these thrree—the Muses Dionysus and Eros —Palatine Anthology Antipater of Sidon On AnacreonAnd he entwined Anacreon whose sweet lyric song is indeed of nectar but a bloom which cannot be transplanted into elegies —Palatine Anthology The Garland of MeleagerAnacreon who made all his poetry depend on the subject of intoxication is unusual For he is attacked as having given himself over in his poetry to laxity and luxury since most people are unaware that he was sober while he composed and that he was an upright man who merely pretended to be drunk though there as no necessity for him doing so —Athenaeus Scholars at DinnerAnacreonI owe many thanks Dionysus? for having escaped Love’s bonds completely bonds made harsh by Aphrodite 346 2I seek you but you do not notice not knowing that you hold the reins of my soul 360But he being high minded 369I fly up on light wings to Olympus in search of Love 378 fly past me on wings of shining gold 379Bring me water boy bring wine bring me garlands of flowers 396And they placed over their breasts woven garlands of lotus 397Youth and health 404You have cut off the perfect flower of your soft hair 414 you maiden of the lovely hair and golden robe 418When white hairs shall mingle with my black 420Once again I love and I do not love I am mad and I am not mad 428But you go too far 430Twining thighs around thighs 439Glistening with desire 444Sex mad 446People living in Lydian style 481To gaze with excitement 482Mingling the splendid gifts of the Muses and Aphrodite eleg 2AnacreonteaAnacreon the singer from Teos saw me and spoke to me in a dream; and I ran to him and kissed him and embraced him He was an old man but handsome handsome and amorous; his lips smelled of wine and sine hw as now shaky Love was leading him by the hand He took the garland from his head and gave it to me and it smelled of Anacreon Fool that I was I held it up and fastened it on my brow—and to this very day I have not ceased to be in love 1The Seasons are bringing us the first delightful roses 5I do not care about the wealth of Gyges I have never envied him I care about drenching my beard with perfumes I care about garlanding my head with roses; I care about today who knows tomorrow? 8Love set me on fire at once if you don’t you will melt in flames 11I want to have my fill of Lyaeus and perfume and my girl and to go mad I want to go mad 12I want to love I want to love Love urged me to love but I was a fool and was not persuaded 13As you race on the air you smell of perfumes you rain perfumes 15Paint my absent girl according to my instructions First paint her soft black hair; and if the wax is able make it smell of perfume Paint her whole cheek and then her ivory brow beneath her dark hair paint her nose and her cheeks mingling roses and cream Paint her lips like Persuasion’s provoking kisses Under her soft chin let all the Graces fly around her marble white neck Dress the rest of her in robes of light purple but let her skin show through a little to prove the uality of her body 16Give me garlands of her flowers 18A spring that flows with persuasion 18The Muses tied Love with garlands and handed him over to Beauty 19Anacreon is a sweet singer Sappho is a sweet singer; let them be mixed with a song of Pindar and poured in my cup 20It is hard not to fall in love it is hard to fall in love; but hardest of all is to fail in love 29Why perfume a stone? Why pour wine uselessly for soil? No perfume me while I am still alive garland may head with roses 32But when I wanted to kiss them they all fled from my dream; and I poor wretch was left alone and wanted to be asleep again 37Since I was created a mortal to journey on the path of life I can tell the years that I have gone past but do not know the years I have to run Let me go worries; let there be no dealings between you and me Before death catches up with me I shall play I shall laugh and I shall dance with the lovely Lyaeus 40 embracing a tender girl whose whole body has the fragrance of the Cyprian 41But most of all I love to put garlands of hyacinth round my brow and play with girls at merry parties with youthful girls dancing to the lyre may I take life easy 42Let us fasten garlands of roses on our brows and get drunk laughing gaily 43 soft haired and with sweet smelling mouth 43I have the wealth of Croesus 48Look how well the white lilies woven in garlands go with the roses 51Let someone fetch me Dionysus’ liuid harvest 53Took the first step towards immortality 57For bacchus is drunk and plays disorderly games with the young people 59AlcmanMy name is Alcman and I belong to Sparta with its many tripods and I have come to know the Muses of Helicon who have made me greater than the despots Candaules or Gyges Testimonia 2Her lovely yellow hair 1If only she were nearer and took my soft hand immediately I would become her suppliant 3Darling girls 34The saffron robed Muses taught? these things to the far shooting son of Zeus 46And to you I pray bringing this garland of gold flower and lovely galingale 60Father Zeus if only he were my husband 81And I fall at your knees 85bSmelling of flowers 92bCydonian apples 99Who who could ever tell easily the mind of another man? 104Vain are my many journeys? 112Wearing a beautiful dress 117We may preserve the memory of those who were present 118Experience is the beginning of learning 125Crimson hair hairbands and beautiful full of perfume 162bThe pleasure of Anacreon’s odes is so fleeting and so resistant to all analysis that to relish it you really need to read them uite uickly attending little or very slightly Anyone who reads them steadily through stopping at each part anyone who examines who pays attention does not see any beauty or feel any pleasure The beauty lies in the whole in such a way that it is not in the parts at all The pleasure only comes from it altogether from the sudden and indefinable impression of the whole —Leopardi Zibaldone Z4177In conclusion just as Anacreon lounged to be able to change himself into a Mirror to be gazed at continuously by the one he loved or into a petticoat to cover her or an ointment to anoint her or water to wash her or a fillet that she might bind him to her bosom or a pearl to be worn at her throat or into a shoemaker’s that she might at least press him with her foot similarly I would like for a little while to be transformed into a bird to experience the joy and contentment of their life —Leopardi In Praise of Birds Operette Morali

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Most of them badly damaged The high uality of what remains makes us realise the enormity of our lossVolume I presents Sappho and Alcaeus Volume II contains the work of Anacreon composer of solo song; the Anacreontea; and the earliest writers of choral poetry notably the seventh century Spartans Alcman and Terpander Stesichorus Ibycus Simonides and Another of Loeb's volumes highly academic thoroughly researched brilliantly translated and ultimately boring because of the very few complete works extant I enjoyed it because I'm an ancient Greek freak and it is filled with incidentals that broaden my knowledge That being said it is disappointing and adds to my despair about how much of our heritage will never be recovered Ah well If you are not like me do not attempt to read this book You will curse the Greeks for being difficult


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Greek Lyric II Anacreon Anacreontea Choral Lyric from Olympis to Alcman Loeb Classical Library No 143Other sixth century poets are in Volume III Bacchylides and other fifth century poets are in Volume IV along with Corinna although some argue that she belongs to the third century Volume V contains the new school of poets active from the mid fifth to the mid fourth century and also collects folk songs drinking songs hymns and other anonymous pieces Basically bits culled from grammarians and uotations and I'm not up enough in Greek to appreciate the use of metres etc The comment on 'Come thrice swept Smerdies' is 'Foppish? or with obscene sense?' What would the obscene sense be? Little to go on except Anacreon loved boys To play the Dorian is to go commando but for women and without any clothes at all Spartan women? What are they like? 'Going along with hips swaying' would be sashaying would it not? If I must choose between Pharsalus and Athens for 'the city' I'd choose Athens which was known as the city There's Anacreontea than Anacreon Need I say 'a simple member that already desires the Paphian' is erect? There's even Alcman I'd think 'a Lydian having thrown off his burden departed to Hades' means the burden of life not slavery I found out what a diple is I'd show you but the bigger than less than symbols aren't readily available I also found out 'ego' comes from the Greek I like Alcman 'the girls scattered their task unfinished' at the sight of the naked Odysseus 'like birds when a hawk flies over them' though in this instance it'd be a cock