I'm very tired after staying up all night reading Gaudy Night. (That was predictable.)
Today, in a burst of drowsy nostalgia, I shook the rust off my classics brain and wrote up translations of Latin and Greek in Gaudy Night. I included some scatterbrained context and commentary as well.
I'm sure there's more than two Sayers fans on my flist, so, enjoy.(If anyone sees a typo, please, sing out; one should not try to write anything serious after an all-nighter unless you are an undergraduate.)