Friday, 23 July 2021

Two Ganymedes

 The Ganumēdēs of Greek myth, known to English readers as Ganymede, was a handsome young prince of Troy. Zeus in the form of an eagle carried him up to Olympus to be his cupbearer at feasts. By classical times the story was routinely read homoerotically, with Zeus as the besotted erastēs and Ganymede the ingénu erōmenos; Lucian later had a lot of fun with it in his Dialogues of the Gods. I wish I could point you towards his version in the great translation by the Fowler brothers but it's one of the ones they left out. Ganymede's alternate name in Latin retellings, Catamitus, gives us our word 'catamite'.

Two poets worry that Zeus may be coming for their own personal Ganymedes, and take precautions.

12.64
ALCAEUS

Master of Pisa, Zeus, I pray you crown
Peithēnor, who is Cypris’ second son,
Hard under Cronos’ mount. I also pray
You not become an eagle once again
And snatch him up and carry him away
To pour you cups of wine, and take the place
Of that fair Trojan lad. If on a time
I pleased by sending you some Muse-made toy,
Pray give assent to unity of mind
Between a poet and a godlike boy.

12.65
MELEAGER

If Zeus is still the fellow who once stole
And carried off the prime of Ganymede,
Well, I shall hide Myiscus in my heart
In case the god should steal a march on me
And throw his wings around the lovely boy.

Friday, 9 July 2021

Two outstanding boys

An epigram by Rufinus, of uncertain date, though in the usual way he has often been placed late on account of being raunchy; and one by Meleager, the acknowledged star of erotic epigram. Troezen is in the northeast Peloponnese; the misognyistic titular character of Euripides' Hippolytus meets his downfall there.

12.58
RUFINUS

A skilful nurse of boys is Troëzen;
You would not be mistaken if you chose
Even the least of them. And nonetheless
Empedocles outshines its other boys,
Outblossoms them, as much as does the rose
Blazing amid the flowers of the spring.

12.60
MELEAGER

If I see Therōn, I see everything;
But if I see the whole world, and not he,
Then there is nothing in the world I see.