Thursday, May 31, 2012
Gate of Ivory, Gate of Horn?
I love my alma mater, warts and all. And, to keep with that metaphor, she'll bewitch you if you give her half a chance. Half-Circe, half-Sibyl of Cumae?
Whenever I approach that gate, I hear Virgilian echoes; I just do.
(Homeric resonances too: Holy moly, Hermes!)
Let's hear it, especially, for Latin Summer Workshop '88!
"O passi graviora, dabit deus his quoque finem." --Virgil, The Aeneid, from Book I.
Labels:
Berkeley,
Circe,
Dreams,
English,
Gate,
Graduate School,
Hermes,
Latin,
Lies,
Muse,
Sibyl of Cumae,
Soul,
Truth,
Undergraduate,
Virgil,
Witchcraft