Wednesday, March 20, 2024

#WindsdayWonders: 2024/03/20 -- The Pythian Oracle at Delphi

 

WINGED WORDS WINDSDAY

Compiled & Edited by Rob Chappell (@RHCLambengolmo)

Editorial Associate: S. A. Sonnenschein

Vol. 3, No. 21: March 20, 2024

 




Celebrating Women’s History Month

Episode #3: Pythia, the Delphic Oracle

 


Editor’s Note

                This week, we continue our celebration of Women’s History Month by providing some poetry and prose about the Delphic Oracle, known as the Pythia. The Pythias were a succession of priestesses who served, each in turn, as the wisest and best-regarded oracle in the Greek-speaking lands. We begin with the tale of King Croesus of Lydia and the Pythia, which is intertwined with the life of Cyrus the Great, the first Persian Emperor. We then have a historical survey of the oracle through time, followed by a piece of historical fiction about the Pythia during the Heroic Age of Mycenaean Greece. We conclude with some words of wisdom from my esteemed Editorial Associate. Enjoy!

 

The Second Monarchy, Being the Persian (Excerpt)

By Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672)

Cyrus Cambyses’ Son of Persia King,

Whom Lady Mandana did to him bring,

She daughter unto great Astyages,

He in descent the seventh from Arbaces.

Cambyses was of Achaemenes’ race,

Who had in Persia the Lieutenant’s place

When Sardanapalus was overthrown,

And from that time had held it as his own.

Cyrus, Darius’ Daughter took to wife,

And so unites two Kingdoms without strife.

Darius unto Mandana was brother

Adopts her son for his having no other.

This is of Cyrus the true pedigree,

Whose Ancestors were royal in degree:

His Mother’s dream and Grand-Sire’s cruelty,

His preservation, in his misery,

His nourishment afforded by a switch,

Are fit for such, whose ears for Fables itch.

He in his younger days an Army led,

Against great Croesus then of Lydia head;

Who over-curious of wars event,

For information to Apollo went:

And the ambiguous Oracle did trust,

So overthrown by Cyrus, as was just;

Who him pursues to Sardis, takes the Town,

Where all that dare resist, are slaughtered down;

Disguised Croesus hoped to escape in the throng,

Who had no might to right from wrong,

But as he past, his Son who was born dumb,

With pressing grief and sorrow overcome:

Among the tumult, blood-shed, and the strife

Brake his long silence, cried, “Spare Croesus’ life”:

Croesus thus known, it was great Cyrus’ doom,

(A hard decree) to ashes he consume;

Then on a wood-pile set, where all might eye,

He “Solon, Solon, Solon,” thrice did cry.

The Reason of those words Cyrus demands,

Who Solon was? to whom he lifts his hands;

Then to the King he makes this true report,

That Solon sometimes at his stately Court,

His Treasures, pleasures pomp and power did see,

And viewing all, at all nought moved was he:

That Croesus angry, urged him to express,

If ever King equaled his happiness.

(Quoth he) “that man for happy we commend,

Whose happy life attains an happy end.”

Cyrus with pity moved knowing Kings stand,

Now up and down, as Fortune turns her hand,

Weighing the Age, and greatness of the Prince,

(His Mother’s Uncle) stories do evince:

Gave him his life, and took him for a friend,

Did to him still his chief designs commend.

 

View of Delphi with Sacrificial Procession by Claude Lorrain. (Image Credit: Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons)


 

“The Delphic Oracle: A Historical Overview”

By Allison Stockett, Contributing Writer

                The Pythia, the oracle at Delphi, was one of the most powerful and influential women in the Greek world. She was considered to be the conduit of Apollo, the god of prophecy and truth, and she was entrusted with delivering divine messages, predictions, and wisdom to people throughout the Mediterranean and beyond.

                The historical origin and status of the Pythia as the oracle at Delphi evolved over time. In the Archaic period, the Pythia was typically a female resident of Delphi who had been chosen for the role, whereas by the Classical period she was a professional priestess and member of the cultus of Apollo.

                The Pythia was a key part of Delphi's cultus and temple of Apollo. She played a crucial role in the oracles that were given and the rituals that took place at the sanctuary. She was viewed as the mouthpiece of Apollo, who communicated through her to bestow divine guidance and wisdom to individuals who consulted the oracle.

                Delphi represented a sacred site of great importance in the ancient Greek world. It was a place of pilgrimage for people from throughout the Mediterranean and beyond. Its oracle was regarded as one of the finest and most credible in the Greco-Roman world, and oracle-seeking was a popular activity for the educated members of the elite.

                The oracle at Delphi was a powerful political and ideological tool for the city-state of Delphi, which used the oracle to legitimize its status and power, as it was the official center for oracular consultations in Greece. Through control of the sanctuary and oracle, Delphi was able to exert its influence and authority over other Greek city-states, particularly in the 5th century BCE, during the height of the Greco-Persian Wars.

                The cultus of Apollo and the oracle at Delphi was an important part of the life and heritage of Delphi. The cultus and its practices played a central role in the rituals and celebrations that took place at the sanctuary. The oracle was also a focal point for the collection of treasures, as it was believed that offerings and treasures donated to the oracle brought favor and protection from the gods.

                The Pythia was one of the most prominent figures in the cultus of Apollo, and she was the oracle at Delphi. She was regarded as a mouthpiece of the god and his sacred power, and the oracles she delivered held great influence and reputability. In the Archaic period, the Pythia was selected from among the women residing in and around Delphi and chose to take up the role. By the Classical period, she was professionally appointed as a priestess and lived in the temple.

                In Greek mythology, the origin of the oracle at the Delphic temple of Apollo is a significant story. According to the myth, the site of the oracle was chosen by a talking snake that gave the Greek hero, Python, its name when he was seeking a place to establish a temple dedicated to Apollo. The temple was built in the center of the sacred site known as Delphi, which was said to be the birthplace and center of the universe.

                The Delphic temple was originally a wooden structure before it was replaced by a stone temple that was constructed in the 6th century BCE during the early Classical period. The temple was dedicated to Apollo and housed the famous golden statue of the god that was erected by the Phocian leader, Polymelos, in the 6th century BCE during the war between the Delphians and the Phocians.

                During the Classical period, the Delphic oracle rose to great prominence, partially due to the increasing power of the Delphic League, which was formed by a collection of Greek city-states and which was centered on Delphi. In the 5th century BCE, Delphi was a central location for major political gatherings and events, and the oracle was consulted regularly by political and military leaders seeking guidance and insights.

                The oracle at Delphi played such a vital role in the Delphic League and the political machinations of the Greco-Persian Wars that the Persian army led by Xerxes attempted to destroy the oracle in 480 BCE, during the Second Sacred War. The oracle was successfully protected by the Delphian military forces, and, after their victory in the war, the Pythia delivered prophecies and oracles related to the triumph that would be enjoyed by the Greeks over the Persians.

                In the 4th century BCE, Delphi experienced its golden age, reaching the height of its stature and influence. Delphi was a center of international tourism and pilgrimage, and the sanctuary itself was enriched with treasures and gifts from people around the Mediterranean and throughout the Greco-Roman world. During the Third Sacred War, the oracle was once again the focal point of a conflict between the Phocians and the Delphians, as well as their allies on either side. The Greeks emerged victorious and were subsequently granted privileges and special status by the Delphian League.

                Through the 3rd century BCE and into the Hellenistic period, Delphi experienced a period of prosperity and growth. The Delphic League was restructured in the 3rd century BCE under the hegemony of Macedon, though Delphi remained a semi-independent and autonomous entity within the league. Delphi's sacred status was also recognized by the leading Macedonian king of the time, Antigonus Gonatas, who rebuilt the temple in the 3rd century BCE. Delphi's prosperity continued during the Hellenistic period, and the temple and oracle remained highly revered.

                By the end of the Hellenistic period and into the Roman Empire, Delphi became a center of academic inquiry and learning, particularly during the time of the Roman emperor Hadrian. Hadrian himself was deeply interested in ancient Greek philosophy and culture and was a patron of the arts and humanities. He initiated a large-scale reconstruction of the sacred sanctuaries at Delphi, including the temple and the oracle, which continued into the 3rd century CE during the time of the Roman emperor Aurelian.

                In the late Roman empire and the early Byzantine empire, Delphi experienced a period of decline. The sanctuaries became smaller and less elaborate, and the oracle was consulted mainly by individuals seeking personal guidance during times of crisis and adversity. By the end of the Byzantine Empire, Delphi's sacred status had declined, though it continued to attract pilgrims and visitors up until the arrival of the Ottoman Turks in the late 15th century.

                With the Ottoman invasion and establishment of the Ottoman Empire in the area, Delphi experienced a period of deep decline. The sanctuary was largely abandoned, and the oracle was abandoned, although small temples and shrines continued to exist in the area due to its historical importance. The Greeks reclaimed Delphi in the 19th century, and archaeology resumed at the site. Delphi has now become a famous tourist attraction and place of academic study.

                Today, Delphi remains a major archaeological site and historical tourist attraction. It has been extensively studied by archaeologists and historians, and it receives thousands of visitors each year who come to explore the ancient sanctuary, sacred site, and oracles. Delphi's sacred nature and powerful historical legacy continue to draw in researchers, tourists, and individuals seeking the wisdom of the Pythia. It is a testament to the timeless and universal nature of the Greek cultural heritage and the enduring fascination of the Pythia and the Delphic oracle.

 


“The Shadow and the Vision: A Tale of the Pythia”

By Anika Joshi, Staff Writer

                Editor’s Note: This piece of historical fiction is set around 1600 BCE, during the early days of the Mycenaean Period in Greece. About this time, the Thera volcano in the Aegean Sea erupted, sending forth a devastating tsunami and other calamities all over the Eastern Mediterranean region.

 

The Pythia's robe,

A shroud of divine insight.

The oracles of Apollo,

A chorus of truths and wisdom.

The air is sacred and still;

The ground whispers secrets

Between the Earth and Sky.

Voices of the gods and spirits,

Fills the chambers of truth

And echoes through time.

 

                Once upon a time, in a land far away, there lived a wise woman known as the Pythia. She was a priestess and oracle, renowned in her community for her wisdom and ability to prophesy the future. The Pythia lived in a small temple, which was dedicated to the gods of her people. She spent her days in devotion and prayer, listening to her inner voice and seeking guidance from the divine.

                The Pythia had spent many years in spiritual practice and had cultivated her inner wisdom. She was well-respected in her community and known for her foresight and knowledge of the metaphysical. She was often sought out for advice or answers to difficult questions.

                One day, while the Pythia was meditating, she had a vision of a shadowy figure who spoke to her and gave her a message for the world. The shadow figure told the Pythia that a great crisis was coming for the world, one that would shake the foundations of humanity and bring pain and suffering. The Pythia was alarmed by the vision and knew that she must warn the people, but she struggled to make sense of the cryptic message.

                The Pythia was anxious and conflicted about the vision, unable to interpret its true meaning. She struggled to understand the shadow figure's warning, wondering what it meant and how it would unfold in the real world. She was also unsure of whether the people would believe her if she shared the vision with them.

                The Pythia was caught in a dilemma. She knew she had to share this important message with the people, but she feared that they wouldn't believe her or take her seriously. She also knew that there were forces at work who would seek to silence her, to prevent her from speaking the truth.

                The Pythia knew that there were those who would try to silence her or discredit her, afraid of what she knew and the power of her words. She was a threat to the status quo, and she knew that her life was in peril. Her vision and its implications would rock the foundation of society, and those who wanted to remain in power would do anything to prevent her from sharing it.

                The Pythia was resolved to share her vision with the people, despite the risks and dangers she faced. She knew that the implications of her message were too important to remain hidden, and she was willing to risk her life to share it. Despite the opposition and obstacles she faced, she stayed true to her calling and her mission.

                The Pythia struggled with fear and trepidation as she prepared to share her vision with the people. She knew that her words would be rejected by some and ridiculed by others, and she knew that she might face criticism or even persecution. But, despite all the turmoil she felt inside, she believed that her message was too important to keep secret.

                The Pythia summoned her courage and gathered her strength. She took a deep breath and went out before the people, determined to share her vision with them. She stood and began to speak.

                The people were silent as the Pythia began to speak. She shared her vision of the shadowy figure and its cryptic message. She told them of the great crisis that was coming, and she warned them to be prepared. Her words were profound and powerful, and the people were stunned into silence.

                The people were gripped by fear and confusion as they listened to the Pythia's words. Some were skeptical and resistant, refusing to believe what she was saying. Others were concerned and uncertain, unsure of what to make of her vision. Some understood the seriousness of the situation, and they began to prepare themselves for the crisis that was coming.

                The Pythia finished her speech, and the people were left with a lot to mull over. Some dismissed what she had said as mere superstition or a delusion, while others took it to heart and began to prepare. The Pythia hoped she had made a difference and that her words had been heard. She had done what she could to warn the people, and now she waited to see what would happen.

                A few days passed, and the people remained uneasy and concerned about the Pythia's message. Some were still skeptical, but others were starting to take it seriously. Some made preparations for the crisis that was to come, while others merely tried to forget about it and carry on as usual.

                Another few days passed, and the people still discussed and debated the Pythia's warning. Some believed that she had been right, while others were still skeptical. The pressure was mounting, and the tension was rising. They waited to see what would happen, hoping that the vision would prove to be wrong.

                More days passed, and the people watched and waited, unsure of what to expect. The tension was growing, and the feeling of foreboding was becoming overwhelming. The Pythia's vision loomed large, and people struggled to make sense of it. They looked around for any signs or foreshadowing.

                As people waited for the crisis that the Pythia had predicted, they began to notice signs and portents. There were strange occurrences and unsettling events that suggested that something was indeed about to happen. The tension was mounting, and people began to feel even more anxious and fearful.

                The signs and portents continued, and people started to feel even more frightened and anxious. There were reports of strange weather phenomena, unexplained animal sightings, and other odd occurrences. People began to wonder if the crisis was indeed happening, and some even started to blame the Pythia for her warning.

                Fear and hysteria spread, and people were looking for someone to blame. Some turned on the Pythia, accusing her of causing the tension and worry with her warnings. She was blamed for the strange occurrences and portents, and there were even rumors that she had somehow caused the crisis that she had predicted.

                While people were trying to find someone to blame, the tension and worry continued to mount. There were more and more strange occurrences and portents, and the situation was becoming even more unsettling and frightening. People were beginning to wonder if the Pythia had been right all along.

                Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, and still no catastrophe came despite all the signs and portents. The tension continued to build as people waited for something to happen, and the uncertainty and anxiety increased. People began to wonder if the Pythia had been wrong after all, or if the crisis would never come.

                Suddenly, one day, the crisis hit, and it hit hard. It was a sudden and unexpected event, and it caught everyone by surprise. The tension and anxiety turned into fear and panic, and people were suddenly confronted with a situation that was worse than they could have imagined.

                It was a great flood that swept over the land, burying everything in its path. The floods ravaged the entire Greek world, destroying cities, towns, villages, and farms. It was a cataclysmic event of unimaginable destruction, and it impacted everyone, leaving no one untouched.

                The floods continued for days, weeks, and even months, causing extreme devastation. Whole regions were underwater, and cities were submerged. Roads and transportation networks were destroyed, and food sources were ruined. People were forced to flee their homes, and they were left with nothing but the clothes on their backs.

                The floods continued to rage on and on, destroying everything in their path and wreaking havoc all over the land. The destruction was immense, and the chaos was unimaginable. People were displaced and left without shelter, food, water, or any means of support. They faced a dire situation, and they had no way of getting help or escaping.

                After an unknown amount of time, the floods lessened, and the waters began to recede. The destruction was immense, but somehow, through the devastation and despair, there was a glimmer of hope. The water drained away slowly, and the landscape began to resurface. New life emerged in the aftermath, and the Greek world began to take shape again.

                In the aftermath of the great flood, people were left with nothing but their lives, yet out of the utter destruction and despair, a new dawn emerged. The landscape was changed, and the world seemed brand new. People began to rebuild, and the process of rebirth and renewal began. Slowly, the Greek world was taking shape again, and life was beginning to blossom once more...

                The Pythia, too, had survived the great flood, and she was among those who helped to rebuild. She had faced her fears and remained steadfast in what she knew was true, despite the opposition and hardships she faced along the way. Now, she was working to help others and support the rebirth and renewal process. She had made a huge difference and left her mark on the world.

                Years later, the Greek world was a different place than it had been before. The scars of the great flood were still visible, but the land was slowly healing. People had rebuilt, and the process of restoration continued. The Pythia was proud of the progress that had been made, and she was honored and revered for her vision and wisdom.

                The tale of the Pythia and her vision of a great crisis and its aftermath is a testament to the power of conviction and resilience in the face of adversity. The Pythia showed that she was willing to stand up for what she believed in and to face down opposition and hardship in order to share her vision with the people. Her actions helped the Greek world survive and rebound, and her wisdom and courage live on in the hearts and minds of all those who heard her words.

 


The Pythia is writing down her prophecies into a book, so that they can be preserved for posterity. (Image Credit: Digital artwork created by the Editor.)

 


Weekly Words of Wisdom

Contributed by Skylar Sonnenschein, Editorial Associate

                The Oracle at Delphi often spoke in riddles, but the underlying meaning remains: Trust in yourself and your intuition, even when the path ahead may appear uncertain.

 


 

 






 

Friday, March 15, 2024

The Ides of March!

Hello everyone –

Today, on the Ides (15th) of March in 44 BCE, Julius Caesar was assassinated by a group of conspirators on the floor of the Roman Senate. We remember this singular moment in history with a Greek historian, a Roman poet, and an astronomer of my acquaintance.


“The rule of Caesar, although during its establishment it gave no little trouble to its opponents, still, after they had been overpowered and had accepted it, they saw that it was a tyranny only in name and appearance, and no cruel or tyrannical act was authorized by it; nay, it was plain that the ills of the state required a monarchy, and that Caesar, like a most gentle physician, had been assigned to them by Heaven itself. Therefore, the Roman people felt at once a yearning for Caesar, and in consequence became harsh and implacable towards his murderers.”

à Plutarch: Parallel Lives: "Dion and Brutus" 


Plutarch: Life of Julius Caesar – Chapter 69

                69. At the time of his death Caesar was fully fifty-six years old, but he had survived Pompey not much more than four years, while of the power and dominion which he had sought all his life at so great risks, and barely achieved at last, of this he had reaped no fruit but the name of it only, and a glory which had awakened envy on the part of his fellow citizens. However, the great guardian-genius of the man, whose help he had enjoyed through life, followed up-on him even after death as an avenger of his murder, driving and tracking down his slayers over every land and sea until not one of them was left, but even those who in any way soever either put hand to the deed or took part in the plot were punished.

                Among events of man's ordering, the most amazing was that which befell Cassius; for after his defeat at Philippi he slew himself with that very dagger which he had used against Caesar; and among events of divine ordering, there was the great comet, which showed itself in great splendor for seven nights after Caesar's murder, and then disappeared; also, the obscuration of the sun's rays. For during all that year its orb rose pale and without radiance, while the heat that came down from it was slight and ineffectual, so that the air in its circulation was dark and heavy owing to the feebleness of the warmth that penetrated it, and the fruits, imperfect and half ripe, withered away and shriveled up on account of the coldness of the atmosphere. But more than anything else the phan-tom that appeared to Brutus showed that the murder of Caesar was not pleasing to the gods; and it was on this wise. As he was about to take his army across from Abydos to the other continent, he was lying down at night, as his custom was, in his tent, not sleeping, but thinking of the future; for it is said that of all generals Brutus was least given to sleep, and that he naturally remained awake a longer time than any-body else. And now he thought he heard a noise at the door, and looking towards the light of the lamp, which was slowly going out, he saw a fearful vision of a man of unnatural size and harsh aspect. At first he was terrified, but when he saw that the visitor neither did nor said anything, but stood in silence by his couch, he asked him who he was. Then the phantom answered him: "I am thy evil genius, Brutus, and thou shalt see me at Philippi." At the time, then, Brutus said courageously: "I shall see thee;" and the heavenly visitor at once went away. Subsequently, however, when arrayed against [Mark] Antony and [Octavius] Caesar at Philippi, in the first battle he conquered the enemy in his front, routed and scattered them, and sacked the camp of Caesar; but as he was about to fight the second  battle, the same phantom visited him again at night, and though it said nothing to him, Brutus understood his fate, and plunged headlong into danger. He did not fall in battle, however, but after the rout retired to a crest of ground, put his naked sword to his breast (while a certain friend, as they say, helped to drive the blow home), and so died.

 

“The Apotheosis of Julius Caesar”

Excerpted from Book 15 of the Metamorphoses

By Ovid (43 BCE-17 CE)

Translated by Brooks More (1922)

 

Apollo's son came to us from abroad,

but Caesar is a god in his own land.

The first in war and peace, he rose by wars,

which closed in triumphs, and by civic deeds

to glory quickly won, and even more

his offspring's love exalted him as a new,

a heavenly, sign and brightly flaming star.

Of all the achievements of great Julius Caesar

not one is more ennobling to his fame

than being father of his glorious son.

 

Was it more glorious for him to subdue

the Britons guarded by their sheltering sea

or lead his fleet victorious up the stream

seven mouthed of the papyrus hearing Nile;

to bring beneath the Roman people s rule

rebel Numidia, Libyan Juba, and

strong Pontus, proud of Mithridates' fame;

to have some triumphs and deserve far more;

than to be father of so great a man,

with whom as ruler of the human race,

O gods, you bless us past all reckoning?

 

And, lest that son should come from mortal seed,

Julius Caesar must change and be a god.

When the golden mother of Aeneas was

aware of this and saw a grievous end

plotted against her high priest, saw the armed

conspiracy preparing for his death,

with pallid face she met each god and said:

 

“Look with what might this plot prepares itself

against my cause; with how much guile it dooms

the head which is the last that I have left

from old-time Julus, prince and heir of Troy.

Shall I alone be harassed through all time

by fear well grounded? First the son of Tydeus

must wound me with his Calydonian spear;

and then I tremble at the tottering walls

of ill defended Troy; I watch my son

driven in long wanderings, tossed upon the sea,

descending to the realm of silent shades,

and waging war with Turnus—or, if I should speak

the truth, with Juno! Why do I recall

disasters of my race from long ago?

The present dread forbids my looking back

at ills now past. See how the wicked swords

are whetted for the crime! Forbid it now,

I pray you, and prevent the deed,

let not the priest's warm blood quench vestal fires!”

 

Such words as these, full of her anxious thoughts,

Venus proclaimed through all the heavens, in vain.

The gods were moved, and, since they could not break

the ancient sisters' iron decree, they gave

instead clear portents of approaching woe.

 

It is declared, resounding arms heard from

the black clouds and unearthly trumpet blasts

and clarions heard through all the highest heavens,

forewarned men of the crime. The sad sun's face

gave to the frightened world a livid light;

and in the night-time torches seemed to burn

amid the stars, and often drops of blood

fell in rain-showers. Then Lucifer shone blue

with all his visage stained by darksome rust.

The chariot of the moon was sprinkled with

red blood. The Stygian owl gave to the world

ill omens. In a thousand places, tears

were shed by the ivory statues. Dirges, too,

are said to have been heard, and threatening words

by unknown speakers in the sacred groves.

 

No victim gave an omen of good life:

the fibers showed great tumults imminent,

the liver's cut-off edge was found among

the entrails. In the Forum, it is said,

and round men's homes and temples of the gods

dogs howled all through the night, and silent shades

wandered abroad, and earthquakes shook the city.

 

But portents of the gods could not avert

the plots of men and stay approaching fate.

Into a temple naked swords were brought—

into the Senate House. No other place

in all our city was considered fit

for perpetrating such a dreadful crime!

With both hands Cytherea beat her breast,

and in a cloud she strove to hide the last

of great Aeneas' line, as in times past

she had hid Paris from fierce Menelaus,

Aeneas from the blade of Diomed.

 

But Jove, her father, cautioned her and said,

“Do you my daughter, without aid, alone,

attempt to change the fixed decrees of Fate?

Unaided you may enter the abode

of the three sisters and can witness there

a register of deeds the future brings.

These, wrought of brass and solid iron with

vast labor, are unchangeable through all

eternity; and have no weakening fears

of thunder-shocks from heaven, nor from the rage

of lightnings they are perfectly secure

from all destruction. You will surely find

the destinies of your descendants there,

engraved in everlasting adamant.

'Tis certain. I myself, have read them there:

and I, with care have marked them in my mind.

I will repeat them so that you may have

unerring knowledge of those future days.

 

“Venus, the man on whose behalf you are

so anxious, already has completed his

allotted time. The years are ended which

he owed to life on earth. You with his son,

who now as heir to his estate must bear

the burden of that government, will cause

him, as a deity, to reach the heavens,

and to be worshipped in the temples here.

 

“The valiant son will plan revenge on those

who killed his father and will have our aid

in all his battles. The defeated walls

of scarred Mutina, which he will besiege,

shall sue for peace. Pharsalia's plain will dread

his power and Macedonian Philippi

be drenched with blood a second time, the name

of one acclaimed as ‘Great’ shall be subdued

in the Sicilian waves. Then Egypt's queen,

wife of the Roman general, Antony,

shall fall, while vainly trusting in his word,

while vainly threatening that our Capitol

must be submissive to Canopus' power.

“Why should I mention all the barbarous lands

and nations east and west by ocean's rim?

Whatever habitable earth contains

shall bow to him, the sea shall serve his will!

 

“With peace established over all the lands,

he then will turn his mind to civil rule

and as a prudent legislator will

enact wise laws. And he will regulate

the manners of his people by his own

example. Looking forward to the days

of future time and of posterity,

he will command the offspring born of his

devoted wife, to assume the imperial name

and the burden of his cares. Nor till his age

shall equal Nestor's years will he ascend

to heavenly dwellings and his kindred stars.

Meanwhile transform the soul, which shall be reft

from this doomed body, to a starry light,

that always god-like Julius may look down

in future from his heavenly residence

upon our Forum and our Capitol.”

 

Jupiter hardly had pronounced these words,

when kindly Venus, although seen by none,

stood in the middle of the Senate-house,

and caught from the dying limbs and trunk

of her own Caesar his departing soul.

She did not give it time so that it could

dissolve in air, but bore it quickly up,

toward all the stars of heaven; and on the way,

she saw it gleam and blaze and set it free.

Above the moon it mounted into heaven,

leaving behind a long and fiery trail,

and as a star it glittered in the sky.

 

There, wondering at the younger Caesar's deeds,

Julius confessed they were superior

to all of his, and he rejoiced because

his son was greater even than himself.

Although the son forbade men to regard

his own deeds as the: mightier! Fame, that moves

free and untrammeled by the laws of men,

preferred him even against his own desire

and in that one point disobeyed his will.

 

And so great Atreus yields to greater fame

of Agamemnon, Aegeus yields to Theseus,

and Peleus to Achilles, or, to name

a parallel befitting these two gods,

so Saturn yields to Jove. Now Jupiter

rules in high heavens and is the suzerain

over the waters and the world of shades,

and now Augustus rules in all the lands—

so each is both a father and a god.

 

Gods who once guarded our Aeneas, when

both swords and fire gave way, and native gods

of Italy, and Father Quirinus—

patron of Rome, and you Gradivus too—

the sire of Quirinus the invincible,

and Vesta hallowed among Caesar's gods,

and Phoebus ever worshipped at his hearth,

and Jupiter who rules the citadel

high on Tarpeia's cliff, and other gods—

all gods to whom a poet rightfully

and with all piety may make appeal;

far be that day—postponed beyond our time,

when great Augustus shall forsake the earth

which he now governs, and mount up to heaven,

from that far height to hear his people's prayers!

 

Caesar’s Comet appeared in the night sky over the Eternal City in the summer of 44 BCE. (Image Credit: Digital artwork created by the Editor.)

 

“An Overview of Caesar’s Comet”

By Jerusha Emrys, Staff Writer @ https://rhcfortnightlyquotemail.blogspot.com

Caesar's Comet, also known as the Comet of 44 BC, is a comet that appeared shortly after the assassination of Julius Caesar. It was observed by many ancient historians and astronomers, who noted its presence in the night sky for several days before fading away. Its presence in the sky led many Romans to claim that the comet had been sent as a sign of Caesar’s death and apotheosis.

The Comet of 44 BC was also one of the brightest comets ever observed in recorded history. A number of witnesses reported that it had a long tail and a large head, which was visible at night for several days, before finally disappearing into the night sky. Additionally, the comet may have been connected to more than just Caesar's assassination; Romans believed that it was the omen of a major catastrophe, and some even feared that the end of the world was near.

The Comet of 44 BC remains a fascinating topic of study and speculation, even today. Although there is still no definitive explanation for its appearance or its disappearance, its significance in ancient astronomical and historical records has left its mark on our knowledge of the era. Its connection to Julius Caesar's assassination and the Roman reactions to the comet remain a compelling topic for discussion, even centuries later.

 

Julius Caesar: Act II, Scene 2

By William Shakespeare

Caesar: Cowards die many times before their deaths;

The valiant never taste of death but once.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,

It seems to me most strange that men should fear;

Seeing that death, a necessary end,

Will come when it will come.