Works and Days
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Eurymachus on Auspice (Divination through the Flight of Birds)
"Go home and babble your omens to your children —
save them from some catastrophe coming soon.
I'm a better hand than you at reading portents.
Flocks of birds go fluttering under the sun’s rays,
not all of them are fraught with meaning.”
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