Nike of Samothrace, Louvre, Paris
by Ron Wilson
The Winged Victory of Samothrace, also called the Nike of Samothrace, is a second century BC marble sculpture of the Greek goddess Nike (Victory). Since 1884, it has been prominently displayed at the Louvre and is one of the most celebrated sculptures in the world.
7:09 am • 27 December 2010 • 681 notes
“True glory consists in doing what deserves to be written; in writing what deserves to be read; and in so living as to make the world happier for our living in it.”
— Pliny the Elder (via zeusvsjupiter)
5:10 pm • 15 October 2010 • 38 notes
“Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.”
— Ovid (via theancientworld)
5:22 pm • 6 October 2010 • 56 notes
Hymn to Aphrodite
Shimmering-throned immortal Aphrodite,
Daughter of Zeus, Enchantress, I implore thee,
Spare me, O queen, this agony and anguish,
Crush not my spirit
Whenever before thou has hearkened to me--
To my voice calling to thee in the distance,
And heeding, thou hast come, leaving thy father's
With chariot yoked to thy fleet-winged coursers,
Fluttering swift pinions over earth's darkness,
And bringing thee through the infinite, gliding
Downwards from heaven,
Then, soon they arrived and thou, blessed goddess,
With divine contenance smiling, didst ask me
What new woe had befallen me now and why,
Thus I had called the.
What in my mad heart was my greatest desire,
Who was it now that must feel my allurements,
Who was the fair one that must be persuaded,
Who wronged thee Sappho?
For if now she flees, quickly she shall follow
And if she spurns gifts, soon shall she offer them
Yea, if she knows not love, soon shall she feel it
Come then, I pray, grant me surcease from sorrow,
Drive away care, I beseech thee, O goddess
Fulfil for me what I yearn to accomplish,
Be thou my ally.
7:40 pm • 29 September 2010 • 6 notes
“When I was young, I believed that life might unfold in an orderly way, according to my hopes and expectations. But now I understand that the Way winds like a river, always changing, ever onward… My journeys revealed that the Way itself creates the warrior; that every path leads to peace, every choice to wisdom. And that life has always been, and will always be, arising in Mystery.”
— Socrates (via jadorelavie)
5:47 pm • 29 September 2010 • 261 notes
According to the roman mythology, the founders of Rome were Romulus and Remus. The twin-brothers were the supposed sons of the god Mars and the priestess Rhea Silvia. The story begins with the deposition of Numitor (their grandfather and king of the ancient Italian city of Alba Longa), by his brother Amulius. Numitor’s daughter, Rhea Silvia, was made a Vestal Virgin by Amulius - which meant that she was made a priestess of the godess Vesta and therefore forbidden to marry. However, the god Mars came to her in her temple and of him she conceived her two sons, romulus and remus.
As soon as they were born, her husband abandoned them in a remote location. This practice was a form of quasi-infanticide tolerated in many ancient cultures, including the Roman and Greek, when children were unwanted. They were unwanted because Amulius, was fearing that the boys would grow up to overthrow him, had them placed in a trough and thrown into the River Tiber. At that time the river was in flood, and when the waters fell, the trough, still containing the two boys, came ashore. They were found by a she-wolf, who instead of killing them, looked after them and fed them with her milk, the she-wolf was helped by a woodpecker who brought them food too. Interesting enough both these animals were sacred to Mars.
Romulus and Remus were then discovered by Faustulus, a shepherd, who brought the children to his home. Faustulus and his wife, Acca Larentia, raised the boys as their own. According to Livy, some said that Loba, wife of Faustulus had suckled them, not a female wolf Indeed, her name meant wolf which was Lupus in Latin. Upon reaching adulthood, Romulus and Remus killed Amulius and reinstated Numitor, their grandfather, as King of Alba Longa, then they decidet to found a town of their own. Romulus and Remus chose the place where the she-wolf had nursed them. Romulus began to build walls on the Palatine Hill, but Remus jeered at them because they were so low. He leaped over them to prove this, and Romulus in anger killed him. Romulus continued the building of the new city, naming it Roma (Rome) after his own name. It’s first citizens were outlaws and fugitives, to whom Romulus gave the settlement on the Capitoline Hill.
There were however not enough wives for all these men, and so Romulus decided to steal women from the Sabines, an Italian tribe. He there proclaimed a festival and invited many Sabines to it. While the attention of the men was elsewhere Romulus’ men rushed in and carried off the women. This was the famous “Rape (carrying off) of the Sabine women”, which later became a subject for painters. The Sabine men were furious and, led by their king Titus Tatius, made war on Romulus. When the fighting had reached its peak the Sabine women, who had grown fond of their Roman husbands, rushed between the ranks and begged both sides to make peace. So the battle was stopped, Romulus and Titus Tatius ruled together over the two peoples until Titus Tatius was killed in battle. For the rest of his life Romulus ruled alone, proving himself a great leader in peace and war. He did not die but disappeared one day in a violent storm. The Romans believing he had been taken up to heaven, worshipped him under the name of Quirinus. He was succeeded by Numa Pompilius.
It seems unlkely that any part of this legend is true. Almost certainly it is a copy of a Greek tale, invented to explain the name of Rome and certain customs. For instance Roman brides were taken from their families on their wedding days with a pretence of force, and this probably accounts for the story of the Sabine women.
2:07 pm • 25 September 2010 • 25 notes
ΥΕΙ ΜΕΝ Ο ΖΕΥΣ, ΕΚ Δ’ ΟΡΑΝΩ ΜΕΓΑΣ
ΧΕΙΜΩΝ, ΠΕΠΑΓΑΙΣΙΝ Δ’ ΥΔΑΤΩΝ ΡΟΑΙ.
ΚΑΒΒΑΛΕ ΤΟΝ ΧΕΙΜΩΝ’, ΕΠΙ ΜΕΝ ΤΙΘΕΙΣ
ΠΥΡ, ΕΝ ΔΕ ΚΕΡΝΑΙΣ ΟΙΝΟΝ ΑΦΕΙΔΕΩΣ
ΜΕΛΙΧΡΟΝ, ΑΥΤΑΡ ΑΜΦΙ ΚΟΡΣΑ
ΜΟΛΘΑΚΟΝ ΑΜΦΙΤΙΘΕΙΣ ΓΝΟΦΑΛΛΟΝ
Zeus is pouring; heavy storm is coming from the sky,
and the water streams turn to ice.
Defeat the winter!
put on a big fire, fill up your glass with sweet wine,
and lay your head on your soft pillow
— Winter - Alcaeus
12:32 pm • 25 September 2010 • 3 notes