:21:02
All the myths speak to us of love...
:21:05
of unrivalled unions.
:21:08
But I took into my heart a cruel guest.
:21:11
I'm a poet.
:21:14
You might ask,
"Why are you dressed so poorly?"
:21:17
Precisely the point...
:21:21
A passion for art never made anyone rich.
:21:24
I don't know why, but poverty
is always a sister to genius.
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My name is Eumolpus.
:21:30
The masterpieces you see in this gallery
confirm our current lack of energy.
:21:34
Today no one would know how
to paint like this.
:21:38
So what brought on this sad state?
:21:41
The desire for money!
:21:45
Once upon a time, man's ideal
was virtue, pure and simple.
:21:50
That's why the liberal arts flourished.
:21:53
Eudoxus grew old on a mountain studying
the movement of the planets.
:21:56
Lysippus kept drawing the same model
his whole life...
:22:00
and died of hunger.
:22:03
But we, with our drinking and whoring...
:22:06
don't even know the masterpieces
that exist now.
:22:09
What about dialectical discussion?
:22:11
What happened to astronomy?
:22:13
Where is philosophy
that once led the way for us?
:22:17
Don't be surprised
that the art of painting is dead...
:22:21
when now we find more beauty
in a pot of gold...
:22:24
than in the works of Apelles or Phydias.
:22:26
Those crazy Greeks!
:22:32
His land provides everything:
:22:33
wool, lemon, peppers:
:22:35
Looking for hen's milk? He'll have it:
:22:38
What was it like before?
:22:40
Believe me, you wouldn't have taken
apiece of bread from him:
:22:44
Now he's so rich, even he doesn 't know
how much he has:
:22:48
And, he thinks he's a poet!
:22:50
But there isn't a drop
of poetry in his verses.
:22:53
And do you know
what this bastard calls me?
:22:55
"Colleague", "Brother"...
:22:58
"Soul mates", he says.
:22:59
At his table I have the best seat.