From Dante's Inferno, Canto XXXIV: "‘Vexilla Regis prodeunt Inferni’ Towards us; therefore look in front of thee,” My Master said, “if thou discernest him.” As, when there breathes a heavy fog, or when Our hemisphere is darkening into night, Appears far off a mill the wind is turning, Methought that such a building then I saw; … Continue reading Dante’s Judas
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy … Continue reading Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken
Professor Tolkien was both student and professor of the Anglo-Saxon tradition, which means that he had forgotten more about poetry and the history of the Anglo-Saxon world than the vast majority of his peers had collectively ever known. Tolkien was, indeed, a classical man.
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