© Gunnar Tómasson
30 August 2016
Introduction: Plato’s Translator
Benjamin Jowett, Theologian
(Wikipedia)
Benjamin Jowett [1817-1893] was renowned as an influential tutor and administrative reformer in the University of Oxford, a theologian and translator of Plato and Thucydides. He was Master of Balliol College, Oxford.
Quotes:
Never retreat. Never explain. Get it done and let them howl.
You must believe in God, in spite of what the clergy say.
Logic is neither a science nor an art, but a dodge.
I + II = 1904437 + 143553 = 2047990¹
III + IV = 1927965 + 120025 = 2047990
III. Francis Bacon – Of Truth
(Essayes, 1625)
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33294 = What is Truth; said jesting Pilate; and would not stay for an Answer.
18074 = Certainly there be, that delight in Giddinesse
13235 = And count it a Bondage, to fix a Beleefe;
22340 = Affecting Free-will in Thinking as well as in Acting.
24810 = And though the Sects of Philosophers of that Kinde be gone,
21536 = yet there remaine certaine discoursing Wits,
12152 = which are of the same veines,
18070 = though there be not so much Bloud in them,
14517 = as was in those of the Ancients.
19835 = But it is not onely the Difficultie, and Labour
17822 = which Men take in finding out of Truth;
14466 = Nor againe, that when it is found,
16605 = it imposeth vpon mens Thoughts;
13519 = that doth bring Lies in fauour,
24851 = But a naturall, though corrupt Loue, of the Lie it selfe.
16509 = One of the later Schoole of the Grecians,
19915 = examineth the matter, and is at a stand, to thinke
21204 = what should be in it, that men should loue Lies;
24494 = Where neither they make for Pleasure, as with Poets;
26333 = Nor for Aduantage, as with the Merchant; but for the Lies sake.
7815 = But I cannot tell:
17572 = This same Truth, is a Naked, and Open day light,
21950 = that doth not shew, the Masques, and Mummeries,
13062 = and Triumphs of the world,
17896 = halfe so Stately, and daintily, as Candlelights.
19942 = Truth may perhaps come to the price of a Pearle,
10647 = that sheweth best by day:
26281 = But it will not rise, to the price of a Diamond or Carbuncle,
16547 = that sheweth best in varied lights.
16697 = A mixture of a Lie doth euer adde Pleasure.
7308 = Doth any man doubt,
19595 = that if there were taken out of Mens Mindes,
23057 = Vaine Opinions, Flattering Hopes, False valuations,
16567 = Imaginations as one would, and the like;
20493 = but it would leaue the Mindes, of a Number of Men,
27588 = poore shrunken Things; full of Melancholy, and Indisposition,
13441 = and vnpleasing to themselues?
15790 = One of the Fathers, in great Seuerity,
12325 = called Poesie, Vinum Dæmonum;
14068 = because it filleth the Imagination,
18552 = and yet it is, but with the shadow of a Lie.
23809 = But it is not the Lie, that passeth through the Minde,
19114 = but the Lie that sinketh in, and setleth in it,
20452 = that doth the hurt, such as we spake of before.
19135 = But howsoeuer these things are thus,
17631 = in mens depraued Iudgements, and Affections,
19303 = yet Truth, which onely doth iudge it selfe,
16947 = teacheth, that the Inquirie of Truth,
19407 = which is the Loue-making, or Wooing of it;
24317 = The Knowledge of Truth, which is the Presence of it;
21439 = and the Beleefe of Truth, which is the Enioying of it;
17137 = is the Soueraigne Good of humane Nature.
23316 = The first Creature of God, in the workes of the Dayes,
12236 = was the Light of the Sense;
15062 = The last, was the Light of Reason;
13986 = And his Sabbath Worke, euer since,
16231 = is the Illumination of his Spirit.
24837 = First he breathed Light, vpon the Face, of the Matter or Chaos;
15511 = Then he breathed Light, into the Face of Man;
15000 = and still he breatheth and inspireth
13512 = Light, into the Face of his Chosen.
14216 = The Poet, that beautified the Sect,
22778 = that was otherwise inferiour to the rest,
12983 = saith yet excellently well:
18762 = It is a pleasure to stand vpon the shore
16065 = and to see ships tost vpon the Sea;
21011 = A pleasure to stand in the window of a Castle,
22322 = and to see a Battaile, and the Aduentures thereof, below:
14652 = But no pleasure is comparable, to
21546 = the standing, vpon the vantage ground of Truth
9474 = (A hill not to be commanded,
19050 = and where the Ayre is alwaies cleare and serene;)
17193 = And to see the Errours and Wandrings,
18416 = and Mists, and Tempests, in the vale below:
23256 = So alwaies, that this prospect, be with Pitty,
15853 = and not with Swelling, or Pride.
14791 = Certainly, it is Heauen vpon Earth,
14444 = to haue a Mans Minde moue in Charitie,
9099 = Rest in Prouidence,
16653 = and Turne vpon the Poles of Truth.
24147 = To pass from Theologicall and Philosophicall Truth,
16506 = to the Truth of ciuill Businesse;
26945 = It will be acknowledged, euen by those, that practize it not,
24509 = that cleare and Round dealing, is the Honour of Mans Nature;
12692 = And that Mixture of Falshood,
15180 = is like Allay in Coyne of Gold and Siluer,
27045 = which may make the Metall worke the better, but it embaseth it.
18111 = For these winding, and crooked courses,
12669 = are the Goings of the Serpent;
23514 = which goeth basely vpon the belly, and not vpon the Feet.
23313 = There is no Vice, that doth so couer a Man with Shame,
14034 = as to be found false, and perfidious.
18522 = And therefore Mountaigny saith prettily,
24123 = when he enquired the reason, why the word of the Lie,
20405 = should be such a Disgrace, and such an Odious Charge?
12538 = Saith he, If it be well weighed,
16568 = To say that a man lieth, is as much to say,
25983 = as that he is braue towards God, and a Coward towards men.
15156 = For a Lie faces God, and shrinkes from Man.
22422 = Surely the Wickednesse of Falshood, and Breach of Faith,
17402 = cannot possibly be so highly expressed,
13942 = as in that it shall be the last Peale,
24494 = to call the Iudgements of God, vpon the Generations of Men,
20293 = It being foretold, that when Christ commeth,
15732 = He shall not finde faith vpon the earth.
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II. Peace, the peale begins.
(Loue’s Labour’s Lost – Act V, Sc. I, First Folio)
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A
Boy:
15678 = They haue beene at a great feast of Languages,
9992 = and stolne the scraps.
Clown:
21528 = O they haue liu’d long on the almes-basket of words.
Great Feast of Languages
And Stolen Scraps
1 = Monad/Word
8856 = Money-Power-Sex
-1000 = Darkness
13031 = International Monetary Fund
9948 = Harvard University
7146 = Seðlabanki Íslands – Central Bank of Iceland
Macrocosmic Time
25920 = Platonic Great Year
Long Life on Almes-basket of words
(Shakespeare Opus)
Draws to a Close
5604 = Lord Jesus
3321 = Dies Irae – Day of Wrath
120025
B
Dedicating the Almes-basket
(Venus and Adonis, 1593)
20165 = Vilia miretur vulgus; mihi flavus Apollo,
16408 = Pocula Castalia plena ministret aqua.²
Base Conceited Wits
345 = Soul‘s Foundation
666 = Man-Beast
Clown:
19431 = I maruell thy M. hath not eaten thee for a word,
16196 = for thou art not so long by the head as
14034 = honorificabilitudinitatibus:
20669 = Thou art easier swallowed then a flapdragon.
Page:
7463 = Peace, the peale begins.
The Peale Begins
216 = Soul‘s Resurrection – 3, 4, 5 raised to third power, 27+64+125=216
4000 = Flaming Sword
432 = Right Measure of Man
120025
C
The Longest WORD
(Shakespeare Myth)
14034 = honorificabilitudinitatibus.
6677 = God With Us
The Last Judgement
(Sistine Chapel)
-4000 = Dark Sword/Brute
1000 = FIRE
11099 = Il Giudizio Universale
Et tu, Brute? Then, fall Caesar!
-9356 = Gaius Julius Caesar
Ambition‘s Debt is Paid
(Julius Cæsar, Act III, Sc. i, First Folio)
Cinna:
12536 = Liberty, Freedome, Tyranny is dead,
20780 = Run hence, proclaime, cry it about the Streets.
Casca:
19015 = Some to the common Pulpits, and cry out,
14707 = Liberty, Freedome, and Enfranchisement.
Brutus:
15381 = People and Senators, be not affrighted:
18152 = Fly not, stand still: Ambition’s debt is paid.
120025
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¹ Details in Plato’s Timaeus in Saga Cipher – I of II.
² Christopher Marlowe‘s translation:
Let base-conceited wits admire vile things,
Fair Phoebus, lead me to the Muses’ springs