Some Saian mountaineerStruts today with my shield. I threw it down by a bush and ranWhen the fighting got hot. Life seemed somehow more precious. It was a beautiful shield.
Ancient Greek lyric poet
He turned Greek verse inward twenty-seven centuries ago: the first poet on record to write almost exclusively about himself, his own feelings, his own life as the subject worth the ink.
Archilochus lived on Paros in the seventh century BC, somewhere around 680 to 645. While his contemporaries sang of gods and heroes, he broke the mold: he wrote about his own emotions and experiences, making himself the center of the poem. He worked in iambic meter with a flexibility no one had shown before, bending form to fit feeling. The innovation stuck. What survives of his work is fragments, but the shift he made—verse as confession, as personal record—echoes forward through every poet since who ever wrote "I."
Sourced, dated quotes from Archilochus
Some Saian mountaineerStruts today with my shield. I threw it down by a bush and ranWhen the fighting got hot. Life seemed somehow more precious. It was a beautiful shield.
A Saian boasts about the shield which beside a bush though good armour I unwillingly left behind. I saved myself, so what do I care about the shield? To hell with it!
Let who will boast their courage in the field, I find but little safety from my shield.
I have saved myself - what care I for that shield? Away with it! I'll get another one no worse.
These golden mattersOf Gyges and his treasuriesAre no concern of mine. Jealousy has no power over me, Nor do I envy a god his work, And I do not burn to rule.
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