The Stars and the Cookie Jar

Walked him straight down to hell, I did.

Well, Hades. As far as I can tell, the Romans liked Hades so much that they gacked it from the Greeks wholescale.

This is from lines four-hundred-enty to four-hundred-umpty of Book VI. Yes, I skip around, so? And Fitzgerald really needed a good sense of when to quit embellishing and flowering and cherubing and stuccoing and get on with the story. (If that makes no sense to you, think of a rococo ceiling, and recall that it is 2:30 in the morning.)

( Good Aeneas. Sit. And don't follow the lights! )

So I did the opening lines.

( Fitzgerald Delendus Est )

I am taking a leaf from muchabstracted 's book and trying for things I would like to read in prose, or tell aloud in a story. I mean, Aeneas is not just random, he's the surviving get of the royal line of Troy (and by Aphrodite, yet). It ought to be marginally exciting from the start.