![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Jun. 19th, 2009 03:01 pmA year or so ago, I dozed off during the Heiligedankesang during a performance of Beethoven's op. 132, and had one of those dreams where you can still hear everything going on around you. It was a dream about Tacitus at Agricola's death-bed.
Anyway, that movement always moves me to tears, as does Thrasea's death-scene in the Annals. iTunes brought them together just now, and now I certainly am not going to be able to disassociate Heiligedankesang from this sort of thing. (Also: I am reading someone's dissertation, which goes sort of the opposite direction from what I'm doing, but makes me wish I weren't. Because, damn it, I *WANT* subversive!Tacitus. I'm just not convinced that he's there.)
Anyway, that movement always moves me to tears, as does Thrasea's death-scene in the Annals. iTunes brought them together just now, and now I certainly am not going to be able to disassociate Heiligedankesang from this sort of thing. (Also: I am reading someone's dissertation, which goes sort of the opposite direction from what I'm doing, but makes me wish I weren't. Because, damn it, I *WANT* subversive!Tacitus. I'm just not convinced that he's there.)
