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Splošno iskanje vrne tole. Če se vam ne da odpirat povezave, naj vam na kratko obnovim rezultat: baje da je zadetkov okrog 3.720.000. Pravzaprav izvemo, da je Phobos Marsova večja luna (ima namreč dve). O meni ne duha ne sluha. Aaaa, lej me, lej me! Šesti zadetek sem bivši jazst! No, tudi to je nekaj. Skupek vsega mojega dosedanjega kracanja se pojavi šele na tretji strani.

Ampak. (hehe) Če upoštevamo namig in iščemo rezultate samo v slovenščini, je situacija bistveno drugačna. Prvi zadetek še vedno predstavlja eD-jev blog, ampak ker se mi ne da več kopirat tja, bo verjetno kmalu poniknil nižje po lestvini. In prav je tako.

In kaj se zgodi, na primer, s kako ubogo paro, ki mu, na primer, profesorina zgodovine naloži pisanje seminarske naloge o Phobosu? Po moje revež skopira cel moj blog, namesto da bi kopal še naprej in naletel na tole, kar sem pravzaprav kot prvi zadetek pričakoval tudi sam. Ker vem, da ste prav tako leni kot jaz, bom opis kar skopiral (mogoče celo malčk prevedel):

Phobos (mythology)

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Phobos (Ancient Greek Φόβος, “Fear”) is the personification of fear and horror in Greek mythology. He is the son of Ares and Aphrodite. He, his brother Deimos, and the goddess Enyo accompany Ares into battle, along with his father’s attendants, Trembling, Panic and other abstractions. His Roman equivalent was Timor.

Asaph Hall, who discovered the moons of Mars, named one Phobos.

In his poem Shield of Herakles, the Greek poet Hesiod offers the following description of Phobos:

In the centre [of the Shield of Herakles] was Phobos (Fear) worked in adamant, unspeakable, staring backwards with eyes that glowed with fire. His mouth was full of teeth in a white row, fearful and daunting, and upon his grim brow hovered frightful Eris (Strife) who arrays the throng of men …
Upon the shield Proioxis (Pursuit) and Palioxis (Flight) were wrought, and Homados (Tumult), and Phobos (Panic), and Androktasie (Slaughter). Eris (Strife) also, and Kydoimos (Uproar) were hurrying about, and deadly Ker (Fate).
–Shield of Heracles 139f
Plutarch reports that Alexander the Great offered sacrifices to the god Phobos on the eve (September 29, 331 BC/BCE) of the Battle of Gaugamela. Mary Renault believes this was part of Alexander’s psychological warfare campaign against Darius III, who had proven himself to be indeed most timorous: At their previous encounter in the Battle of Issus, Darius had fled with such haste that he left behind his mother, his wife, his children, and many treasures. From the field of Gaugamela also, Darius fled with great speed. Alexander’s tactic of praying to Phobos (presumably asking him to fill Darius with fear) would seem to have been successful. Übersetzung:

Phobos (mitologija)

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Phobos (Ancient Greek Φόβος, “Fear”) je poosebljenje strahu in groze v Grški mitologiji. Je sin Aresa in Afrodite (tako da je sigurno lep in nevaren). On, njegov brat Deimos in boginja Enyo spremljajo Aresa v bitko skupaj z ostalimi očetovimi priležniki (trembling in panic si razlagajte po svoje, meni se ne da). Enakovreden v Rimski mitologiji mu je bil Timor.

Asaph Hall, ki je odkril luni Marsa, je eno izmed njih poimenoval Phobos.

V pesmi Shield of Herakles grški poet Hesiod ponuja naslednji opis Phobosa:

In the centre [of the Shield of Herakles] was Phobos (Fear) worked in adamant, unspeakable, staring backwards with eyes that glowed with fire. His mouth was full of teeth in a white row, fearful and daunting, and upon his grim brow hovered frightful Eris (Strife) who arrays the throng of men …
Upon the shield Proioxis (Pursuit) and Palioxis (Flight) were wrought, and Homados (Tumult), and Phobos (Panic), and Androktasie (Slaughter). Eris (Strife) also, and Kydoimos (Uproar) were hurrying about, and deadly Ker (Fate).
–Shield of Heracles 139f
vsa ta poezija je prehuda za prevajat. ako zastopite prav, ako ne, razen dobrega opisa ne zamujate dosti.
Naprej se mi takisto ne da več prevajat. Ura je pozna in možgani grejo počasi hibernirat. Takole, ju get d point. Malo izobraževalno, za vse tiste, ki že nekaj let ne gulimo več šolskih klopi. In za ubogega reveža, ki bo o tem moral pisat seminarsko nalogo :evil:

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  1. kogi

    #1 avtor kogi dne 1.10.2007 - 23:43

    Dosti je že tisto, kar si prevedel ob te uri :D Nekaterim se res da. Drgač pa le nick ;)

  2. phobos

    #2 avtor phobos dne 1.10.2007 - 23:50

    Nick ni nikoli samo nick. To boš ugotovil, ko boš prečital Krst pri Vasici. ;)

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