“These sinful rites and these her sister’s songs Abhorred Erichtho, fiercest of the race, spurned for their piety, and yet viler art practised in novel form. To her no home beneath a sheltering roof her direful head thus to lay down were crime: deserted tombs her dwelling-place, from which, darling of hell, she dragged the dead. Nor life nor gods forbad but that she knew the secret homes of Styx and learned to hear the whispered voice of ghosts at dread mysterious meetings.”
–Lucan, The Pharsalia
Another entry from my commonplace book, this time from Lucan’s Pharsalia (‘The Civil War’). To be exact, it’s from Book VI, ‘The Flight Near Dyrrhachium. Scaeva’s Exploits. The Witch of Thessalia.’ The eponymous witch, Erichtho, eats corpses, sacrifices babies and forces the dead to speak. The ritual for the latter, in particular, is quite a nasty scene, well worth reading if you’re a fan of splatterpunk.