Solzhenitsyn was my Virgil many a time as I passed through the circles of incarceration.
The result is gore, as in when Virgil is slashed and ripped to pieces.
It was essentially two Roman poets, Ovid and Virgil, who gave us this tragic and terrible story.
What Don needs is a guide, his own Virgil, or at least “10,000 volts of electricity,” a jolt to wake him from his silent slumber.
Poets, from Virgil and Ovid to Mallarme and Rilke, have written his story.
Your lordship well knows what obligations Virgil had to the latter of them.
But much more because in doing so I have also changed the meaning of Virgil's line.
His translation of Virgil's neid is said to be superior to Dryden's.
Then it would be the turn of his favourite poets—Wordsworth, Tennyson, Virgil.
He is not reassured till Virgil has displayed his commission.