1552
Today in 1552, the last verifiable date for Marguerite de Briet, or Hélisenne de Crenne if you prefer pseudonyms, who wrote the first French novel a hundred years before the Comtesse de la Fayette, and did for Vergil's "Aeneid" precisely what I have done for Dante's "Inferno", which was to render the verse as prose, and take the opportunity to include commentary.
She also published "Les Epistres familieres et invectives de ma dame Hélisenne" ("The Personal and Invective Letters of Madame Hélisenne"), an epistolary novel, in 1539; "Le Songe de ma dame Hélisenne" ("The Dream of Madame Hélisenne"), a rather more allegorical novel, in 1540; and a thoroughly feminist translation of "Les quatre premiers livres des Eneydes" ("The First Four Books of the Aeneid") in 1541, a prose translation which added multiple lines of her own as commentary, enabling her to present Dido somewhat more empathetically than in the original, and to make much of women’s loyalty in love - an interesting theme in the light of her first book! The illustration below shows her presenting her "Eneydes" to the king, Francis I.
And why August 25 for her listing on the blog? We have only one historical
record of her which gives a precise day as well as month and year, and that is
the dictating of her will on this date in 1552.
Full text at Gutenberg Press here
Czar Ivan IV, "Ivan the Terrible", of Russia, born today in 1530. What do you have to do to acquire such a sobriquet? I suspect that I may end up moving this to another date, since clearly merely being born doesn't provide an explanation.
Leonard Bernstein, composer and conductor, born today in 1918; at times he could be Leonard the Terrible - the pop-tunes of "On The Town" and "West Side Story", the schmaltzy sentimentality of "Kaddish" and "Jeremiah". But the"Chichester Psalms". But his conducting of Mahler (when he doesn't go too fast). Writers and artists never die, they are simply re-evaluated by posterity.
And then, more death-dates, of which the first is of little interest, though if he was what the almanac says, then definitely GER.
George Lincoln Rockwell, Nazi leader, assassinated, today in 1967
Frans Hals died, as everyone must, eventually, though whether it was today, or tomorrow, the 26th, or three days later than that, depends entirely on which encyclopedia you take your facts from. And anyway, it's the life that matters, the tracks in the sand that you left behind, and if I am putting up the stop sign on his, it is partly because of the year, 1666, which was regarded as the Devil's number, and so no surprise that London was hit by plagues of rats the year before, and plagues of fire that year, and plagues of continuing superstition in every year since; and partly because...
...today, in 1900, the still existent deity noted in his diary that
Voyager 2 made its closest approach to Saturn, today in 1981.
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