The Golden Asse
The only complete ancient Roman novel, and still the strangest. A young man named Lucius is so obsessed with witnessing magic that he begs a witch to transform him into a bird. He becomes a donkey instead. The rest of this picaresque masterpiece follows his humiliating passage through a series of owners: bandits, farmers, a Roman soldier, even a stage performer forced to parade as a comic curiosity. In between, he hears tales that spiral into tales, each one more obscene or grotesque than the last. The prose crackles with satirical energy, skewering Roman society, religious hypocrisy, and the ridiculousness of human desire. Then comes the sudden pivot. Isis appears. The spell breaks. Lucius is initiated into her mysteries. Was Apuleius sincere, or is this the final punchline? The ambiguity is the point. This is a novel that refuses to let you settle into comfort. It influenced Boccaccio, Chaucer, and beyond.
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“I besprinkled their faces with my liquid dung and forced them to leave off.””
— Apuleius
“Behold Lucius I am come, thy weeping and prayers hath mooved mee to succour thee. I am she that is the naturall mother of all things, mistresse and governesse of all the Elements, the initiall progeny of worlds, chiefe of powers divine, Queene of heaven! the principall of the Gods celestiall, the light of the goddesses: at my will the planets of the ayre, the wholesome winds of the Seas, and the silences of hell be diposed; my name, my divinity is adored throughout all the world in divers manners, in variable customes and in many names, for the Phrygians call me the mother of the Gods: the Athenians, Minerva: the Cyprians, Venus: the Candians, Diana: the Sicilians Proserpina: the Eleusians, Ceres: some Juno, other Bellona, other Hecate: and principally the Aethiopians which dwell in the Orient, and the Aegyptians which are excellent in all kind of ancient doctrine, and by their proper ceremonies accustome to worship mee, doe call mee Queene Isis. Behold I am come to take pitty of thy fortune and tribulation, behold I am present to favour and ayd thee, leave off thy weeping and lamentation, put away all thy sorrow, for behold the healthfull day which is ordained by my providence, therefore be ready to attend to my commandement. This day which shall come after this night, is dedicated to my service, by an eternall religion, my Priests and Ministers doe accustome after the tempests of the Sea, be ceased, to offer in my name a new ship as a first fruit of my Navigation.””
— Apuleius
“Stupid people always dismiss as untrue anything that happens only very seldom, or anything that their minds cannot readily grasp.””
— Apuleius
“At last, hopelessly surveying myself all over, I was obliged to face the mortifying fact that I had been transformed not into a bird, but into a plain jackass.””
— Apuleius
“Where are you taking that ass?””
— Apuleius
“For as teares oftentimes trickle downe the cheekes of him that seeth or heareth some joyfull newes, so I being in this fearfull perplexity, could not forbeare laughing, to see how of Aristomenus I was made like unto a snail [in] his shell.””
— Apuleius
“O holy and blessed dame, the perpetuall comfort of humane kind, who by thy bounty and grace nourishest all the world, and hearest a great affection to the adversities of the miserable, as a loving mother thou takest no rest, neither art thou idle at any time in giving thy benefits, and succoring all men, as well on land as sea; thou art she that puttest away all stormes and dangers from mans life by thy right hand, whereby likewise thou restrainest the fatall dispositions, appeasest the great tempests of fortune and keepest backe the course of the stars: the gods supernall doe honour thee: the gods infernall have thee in reverence: thou environest all the world, thou givest light to the Sunne, thou governest the world, thou treadest downe the power of hell: By thy meane the times returne, the Planets rejoyce, the Elements serve: at thy commandment the winds do blow, the clouds increase, the seeds prosper, and the fruits prevaile, the birds of the aire, the beasts of the hill, the serpents of the den, and the fishes of the sea, do tremble at thy majesty, but my spirit is not able to give thee sufficient praise, my patrimonie is unable to satisfie thy sacrifice, my voice hath no power to utter that which I thinke, no if I had a thousand mouths and so many tongues: Howbeit as a good religious person, and according to my estate, I will alwaies keepe thee in remembrance and close thee within my breast.””
— Apuleius
“And so his life he surrendered to destiny, but his glory he kept for himself.””
— Apuleius
“The gates of the underworld and the guardianship of life are both in her hands, and the rites of initiation are akin to a willing death and salvation through her grace.””
— Apuleius
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