The other day we went the the ruins of the roman forum. Walking on the same street that Cicero walked down, viewing the door to the building that Cicero's hands would eventually be nailed to...quite an experience. The backdrop of the modern city against the ruins is quite striking. Even for me, a classicist not being as interested in material remains as some of my colleagues, this was truly a sight.
As for tonight:
Pone merum et talos. Pereat qui crastina curat.
Mors aurem vellens, ‘vivite’, ait, ‘venio’.
Set down the wine and the dice, and perish who thinks of tomorrow!
Here’s death twitching my ear, ‘Live’, he says, “for I’m coming.”
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