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Dr J's Audio-Visual Resources for Classics

Courses Taught

INTELLECTUAL HERITAGE (at Temple University)

Course Info:
Sample Syllabus


Course Themes

Delphi- A Focal Point for IH 51 Texts

Writing Guides:
Writing Guidelines

style guide

Writing Analogies

Subject Study Aids:
Aeschylus' Agamemnon Study Guide

Aeschylus' Libation Bearers Study Guide

Aeschylus' Eumenides Passages

Sophocles' Oedipus and the Sphinx Lecture

Dr. J's Illustrated Pericles' Funeral Oration

Dr. J's Illustrated Pericles and America

Dr. J's Illustrated Pericles and Philadelphia

Dr. J's Illustrated Aeschylus' Oresteia

Dr. J's Curse of the House of Atreus Outline

Dr. J's Background Lecture on Greek Philosophy

Dr. J's Apology Study Questions

Dr. J's Illustrated Plato's Apology

Socrates and the Apology Lecture

Dr. J's Plutarch's Pericles

Judaism Study Guide

Sundiata Study Guide

Epic Qualities of the Sundiata Lecture

Othello Study Guide

Machiavelli Study Guide

Galileo and Humanism Lecture



Courses Proposed
(needs some pruning):

Topics in Classical Culture:
The Legend of the House of Atreus: Greek Tragedy in Greece

Religious Foundations of Greek Culture

The Intersection of Myth and History

The Ancient Greek Cultural Nexus- Art, Archaeology, Literature and Topography

From 1996-2001 I taught in the Intellectual Heritage Program at Temple University in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. This page is part of my teaching materials for Intellectual Heritage 51, a course covering literature and ideas from Sappho through Shakespeare...

Significant Passages from Aeschylus' Eumenides

But what are you doing?/Up! Don't yield to the labor, limp with sleep./Never forget my anguish./Let my charges hurt you, they are just;/deep in the righteous heart they prod like spurs./You, blast him on with your gory breath,/the fire of your vitals - wither him, after him,/one last foray - waste him, burn him out! Ghost of Clytemnestra (Eum. 131-137)

Lord Apollo, now it is your turn to listen./You are no mere accomplice in this crime./You did it all, and all the guilt is yours. Chorus Leader (Eum. 196-199)

Embrace one? Expel the other? It defeats me./But since the matter comes to rest on us,/I will appoint the judges of manslaughter,/swear them in, and found a tribunal here for all time to come. My contestants,/summon your trusted witness and proofs,/your defenders under oath to help your cause./And I will pick the finest men of Athens,/return and decide the issue fairly, truly -/bound to our oaths, our spirits bent on justice. Athena (Eum. 496-505)

I come/as a witness. This man, according to custom,/this suppliant sought out my house and hearth./I am the one who purged his bloody hands./His champion too, I share responsibility/for his mother's execution. Bring on the trial./You know the rules, now turn them into justice. Apollo (Eum. 581-586)

Here is the truth, I tell you - see how right I am./The woman you call the mother of the child/is not the parent, just a nurse to the seed,/the new-sown seed that grows and swells inside her./The man is the source of life - the one who mounts./She, like a stranger for a stranger, keeps/the shoot alive unless god hurts the roots./I give you proof that all I say is true./The father can father forth without a mother./Here she stands, our living witness. Look - /Child sprung full-blown from Olympian Zeus,/never bred in the darkness of the womb/but such a stock no goddess could conceive! Apollo (Eum. 665-677)

My work is here, to render the final judgment/Orestes, I will cast my lot for you./No mother gave me birth./I honor the male, in all things but marriage./Yes, with all my heart I am my Father's child./I cannot set more store by the woman's death - /she killed her husband, guardian of their house./Even if the vote is equal, Orestes wins. Athena (Eum. 749-756)

And the lightning stroke/that cuts men down before their prime, I curse,/but the lovely girl who finds a mate's embrace,/the deep joy of wedded life - O grant that gift, that prize,/you gods of wedlock, grant it, goddesses of Fate!/Sisters born of the Night our mother,/spirits steering law,/sharing at all our hearths,/at all times bearing down/to make our lives more just,/all realms exalt you highest of the gods. Furies (Eum. 968-978)

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