Somewhere the dust of the poet Catullus is whirling around like a little cartoon swirl of old papers at the exit of the Coyote from the out Shrine.
Somehow, I have the idea this is not what Catullus had in mind to get from his version of the poem:
VIVAMUS, meum Compendium, et cognoscamus,
rumoresque senum magistrorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
Soles occidere et redire possunt:
nobis cum semel occidit breuis lux,
nox est perpetua una dormienda.
Da mi quaesita mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum.
dein, cum milia multa cognovimus,
studebimus illa, ut sciamus,
et ut quis ignarus cognoscere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse quasitorum.
I know these kids at Notre Dame like their Compendium, but… sheesh! I hope they don’t try to adjust some of the other stuff by Catullus.
