THOSE NINE GREEK MUSES
THOSE NINE GREEK MUSES
Grecians never were completely fools
They knew the rules about the ruse of
Temptress goddesses known as the Muse
Now let me see, what were they called?
Well there was Calliope of course, she was the
muse of eloquence and of epic (heroic) poetry
and next came Cleo, muse of historical and of more
heroic poetry – could that be what we refer to as
Martial poetry in this day and age? Well in those
yester challenging times she was quite a sacred name
falling from the lips of marching men. Perhaps those
last two goddesses job shared. But now we have
Erato on the centre stage. So let the herald tell the
tale of what she did. She was the muse of lyric poetry.
Love and eroticism featured in her words (oo-er) plus
the added ingredients of love, eroticism and mimicry
(again oo-er stop it please) kindly pass the feta cheese,
I’m feeling rather weak around the knees. Well next
on the scene we have Euterpe. And she was the muse
of music and the flute, and in a picture that I saw of her
she looks quite cute. Poor Melopomene though, whose
next. She sounds as if she could get quite vexed when
all around her bore those rather tragic weepy sad old tales.
Please pass a pewter tankard with more ale before I quail?
For the Muse, of dabbling in the sublime, and sacred hymn
we gain the nod of elegance from Polyhymnia who else?
And she throws in a touch of eloquence and dance. She
liked lifting her dress to show her pants. Terpsicore is next
also a Muse of Dance, dramatic chorus and of lyric poems
which seldom rhyme although sometimes they do. Then we
have Thalia, muse of comedy and pastoral, merry and idyllic
verse. Last but not least we have Urania. Now Urania is into
astronomy, astrology, and universal love (beam me up Scotty)
and what a lot of totties they were, going around and inspiring
everyone with the muse. They were considered far more sacred
than a priest, and all were queens of song. No Olympian banquet
was ever complete without them and that was even before
they began to pour out the retsina and do their pirouettes and
get all those Greek geezers doing their early version of what was
to become Zorba’s dance, and plucking erotic harps and lyres.
Well someone had to get them all inspired. Desire you see. It can
work complete miracles with the human mind. So just be kind