F15.1 KHEIRON & AKHILLEUSMuseum Collection: Museo Archeologico Nazionale di Napoli, Naples, Italy
Catalogue Number: TBA
Type: Fresco, Imperial Roman IV Style
Context: Herculaneum, Basilica
Date: ca 65 -79 AD
Period: Imperial Roman
Kheiron instructs the boy Akhilleus in the playing of the lyre. The kentauros (centaur) rests on his equine haunch. He wears an animal skin cloak and a wreath of laurel.
K15.3 KHEIRON & AKHILLEUSMuseum Collection: Musée du Louvre,
Catalogue Number: Louvre G3
Beazley Archive Number: 200435
Ware: Attic Red Figure
Painter: Attributed to Oltos
Date: ca 520 BC
Period: Late Archaic
SUMMARYSide: The kentauros (centaur) Kheiron holds the boy Akhilleus in one hand. In the other he grasps a branch hung with a hare, the fruit of the hunt. He is depicted clothed and with the forelegs of a man, unlike the Kentauroi in art.
Neck: Nereides with fish (see other image)
Image Credit & Copyright: Babak Tafreshi (TWAN)
além de textos sobre Cosmogonia
- A Criação sob a visão greco/romana:
Star Names — Their Lore and Meaning -,
Centaurus, the Centaur,
On Pelion, on the grassy ground,
Chiron, the aged Centaur lay,
The young Achilles standing by.
The Centaur taught him to explore
The mountains where the glens are dry
And the tired Centaurs come to rest,
And where the soaking springs abound.
. . . .
He told him of the Gods, the stars,
Led by the golden stars as Chiron's art
Had marked the sphere celestial;
I instructed them to mark the stars,
Their rising, and, a harder science yet,
at last in sight the Centaur drew,
A mighty grey horse trotting down the glade,
Over whose back the long grey locks were laid,
That from his reverend head abroad did flow;
For to the waist was man, but all below
A mighty horse, once roan, but now well-nigh white
With lapse of years; with oak-wreaths was he dight
Where man joined unto horse, and on his head
He wore a gold crown, set with rubies red,
And in his hand he bare a mighty bow,
No man could bend of those that battle now.
. . . glorious in his Cretian Bow,
Centaur follows with an aiming Eye,
His Bow full drawn and ready to let fly.
Sagittarius, the Archer,
With sounding hoofs across the earth I fly,
A steed Thessalian with a human face.
Now when the chearless empire of the sky
To Capricorn the Centaur Archer yields.
In the south is the Sieve
Idly showing its mouth
* * * * *
But it is of no use to sift;