Translation revised and corrected — by an ass
Over the past year I’ve been intermittently struggling through the Dryden translation of Plutarch’s Lives. I settled on this version after noticing it was the one in Twain’s library, but I should have looked more closely. The book was an article of loathing and ridicule for Twain, who amended the title page (at right) to read “Translated From the Greek . . .
