May 05, 2009 22:55
Finished my last Greek assignment for the semester. I'm not quite sure I'll miss Homer, but it has been quite an interesting class overall.
When first I randomly decided to take every imaginable dead language ever Greek too, I never considered the doors I would be opening for myself. For example now I know first hand from original source material how to properly prepare a cow for sacrifice (it is *involved*), or the precise nautical terminology for ship's rigging (in both English and Greek!). Also I know roughly a-bajillion epithets for everyone ever.
We are ending on a bit near to the actual end of the Illiad, though we only read like 2 books total (there are 24). It's kind of amusing in the meta sort of way because it's Priam and Achilles angsting it up mourning their losses. But it's full of all this wonderful imagery, and there is sort of a descriptive confusion as to who exactly is the man-slayer (Achilles killed Hector, Priam's fav. son, but Hector killed Patroclus, Achilles' BFF). My favourite bit we read goes something like "Both remembered, one wept copiously for man-slaying Hector, rolled up in front of the feet of Achilles, but the other, Achilles, was mourning his own father, and again in turn for Patroclus"
THEY ARE SO ANGSTY THE MAN-SLAYING HE-MEN. Aww.