While walking Cleo in a little used section of the off leash dog park, I came across a few fragments of Vergil's "Aeneid". Pages had been roughly torn from a book and discarded in the woods. Was this some frustrated student wrestling with the difficulty of reading Virgil's classic? A Classical scholar disgusted with that particular translation from Latin? This page is from Book 12, the final book in the work, so perhaps someone was celebrating getting that far and not having to read it again.

I admit there were times when I wanted to hurl "The Aeneid" far away during my years pursuing a Classics degree at University! I preferred Horace and Catullus to Virgil, but actually the Greek poets were the ones I found most appealing, Hesiod in particular.