A source-book of ancient history - The Search For Mecca

A source-book of ancient history - The Search For Mecca A source-book of ancient history - The Search For Mecca

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— 460 The Revolution Mankind's First Music An imitation of nature. Imitating with the mouth the clear notes of birds was in use, and gave pleasure to the ear, long before men were able to sing in tune smooth-running verses. And the whistlings of the zephyr through the hollow reeds first taught peasants to blow into hollow stalks. Then step by step they learned sweet plaintive ditties, which the pipe pours forth when pressed by the fingers of the players—heard through pathless woods and forests and lawns, through the unfrequented haunts of shepherds and abodes of unearthly calm. These things would soothe and gratify their minds when they were sated with food; for then all things of this kind are welcome. Often therefore stretched in groups on the soft grass beside a stream of water, under the boughs of a high tree, they at no great cost would pleasantly refresh their bodies, above all when the weather smiled and the seasons of the year painted the green grass with flowers. Then went round the jest, the tale, the peals of merry laughter; for the peasant muse was then in its glory; then frolic mirth would prompt to entwine head and shoulders with garlands plaited with flowers and leaves, and to advance in the dance out of step, and move the limbs clumsily and with clumsy foot beat mother earth; this would cause smiles and peals of merry laughter, because all these things then, from their greater novelty, were in high repute. The Man with White Teeth "Don't smile to show your teeth." Because Egnatius' teeth are nicely white, To grin and show them is his sole delight. If haply at some trial he appear, Where eloquence commands the gushing tear,

— A Refuge from Care 461 Ke grins.— If, at a pile, the duteous son, The childless mother weeps, for ever gone. He grins.—In short, whate'er the time or place, Do as he may, the grin still marks his face: 'Tis his disease; and speaking as I feel, I cannot call it decent or genteel. Catullus, 39. (A funeral pile.) To My Farm (Complaining of Sextius' Trashy Oration) Whether, my farm, the Sabine bounds Or Tibur hold thy peaceful grounds; —For those who love me like a friend Call thee of Tibur; those who come To vex my pride, with any siun That thou art Sabine will contend. "Is my farm at Tibur or in Sabina? " Catullus, 44. But whether that, or truly classed 'Mong Tibur's lands, well pleased I've passed Some days in thy sequestered seat. Thou from my loaded breast hast driven A cough my stomach's sins had given, Deserv'ed by many a costly treat. And when I plainly hoped to feed As Sextius' guest, my host would read His speech 'gainst Attius, made of old. 'Twas full of poison and disease; It made me shiver, made me sneeze, And gave me a bad cough and cold. "His speech gave me a cold. )) At length I fled into thy breast; And there with medicine and rest Have cured myself in little time: So now in health and spirits gay, My warmest thanks to thee I pay. Who thus hast done away my crime.

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460 <strong>The</strong> Revolution<br />

Mankind's First Music<br />

An imitation<br />

<strong>of</strong> nature.<br />

Imitating with the mouth the clear notes <strong>of</strong> birds was in<br />

use, and gave pleasure to the ear, long before men were<br />

able to sing in tune smooth-running verses. And the whistlings<br />

<strong>of</strong> the zephyr through the hollow reeds first taught<br />

peasants to blow into hollow stalks. <strong>The</strong>n step by step<br />

they learned sweet plaintive ditties, which the pipe pours<br />

forth when pressed by the fingers <strong>of</strong> the players—heard<br />

through pathless woods and forests and lawns, through the<br />

unfrequented haunts <strong>of</strong> shepherds and abodes <strong>of</strong> unearthly<br />

calm. <strong>The</strong>se things would soothe and gratify their minds<br />

when they were sated with food; for then all things <strong>of</strong> this<br />

kind are welcome.<br />

Often therefore stretched in groups on the s<strong>of</strong>t grass beside<br />

a stream <strong>of</strong> water, under the boughs <strong>of</strong> a high tree, they<br />

at no great cost would pleasantly refresh their bodies,<br />

above all when the weather smiled and the seasons <strong>of</strong> the<br />

year painted the green grass with flowers. <strong>The</strong>n went<br />

round the jest, the tale, the peals <strong>of</strong> merry laughter; for the<br />

peasant muse was then in its glory; then frolic mirth would<br />

prompt to entwine head and shoulders with garlands<br />

plaited with flowers and leaves, and to advance in the<br />

dance out <strong>of</strong> step, and move the limbs clumsily and with<br />

clumsy foot beat mother earth; this would cause smiles<br />

and peals <strong>of</strong> merry laughter, because all these things then,<br />

from their greater novelty, were in high repute.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Man with White Teeth<br />

"Don't<br />

smile to<br />

show your<br />

teeth."<br />

Because Egnatius' teeth are nicely white,<br />

To grin and show them is his sole delight.<br />

If haply at some trial he appear,<br />

Where eloquence commands the gushing tear,

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