I wrote earlier about how I've been reading early epic poetry to Max to lull him to sleep. Katie took video of me reading to him recently! Here is the text, for those who want to read along. (In the scene, the wily deity Phoebus Apollo is aiding and inciting Hector and his Trojans to kill a bunch of Greeks): As long as Phoebus bore unmoved the shield, Sat doubtful conquest hovering o'er the field; But when aloft he shakes it in the skies, Shouts in their ears, and lightens in their eyes, Deep horror seizes every Grecian breast, Their force is humbled, and their fear confess'd. So flies a herd of oxen, scatter'd wide, No swain to guard them, and no day to guide, When two fell lions from the mountain come, And spread the carnage through the shady gloom. Impending Phoebus pours around them fear, And Troy and Hector thunder in the rear. Heaps fall on heaps: the slaughter Hector leads, First great Arcesilas, then Stichius bleeds; One to the bold Boeotians ever dear, And one...