“ They come not so of their own accord; unsupported by the strength of any powerful body they fall. It is the winds which arouse all these forces of havoc: the rocks which they have massed thickly together they whirl in eddying storm and roll from the abyss. For this reason the rush of fire from the mountain is no surprise. Winds when swollen are called "spirit," but "air" when sunk to rest. The violence of flame unaided is almost ineffectual; true, fire has always a natural velocity and perpetual motion, but some ally is needed for the propulsion of bodies. ”
Anonymous
Summary
Aetna, an anonymous treatise on volcanic phenomena, explores the dynamic interplay of fire, lava, and wind through vivid natural imagery and philosophical reflection. Focusing on Mount Aetna’s eruptions, it examines geological forces like fissures, forges, and flames, while weaving in human narratives of duty and sacrifice, such as the heroic efforts of Amphinomus and his brother.
The text blends empirical observation with mythic references, likening volcanic fury to Jupiter’s wrath, and argues for the interconnectedness of subterranean pressures and atmospheric currents. Its central thesis—natural forces as both destructive and generative—culminates in a meditation on humanity’s fragile coexistence with Earth’s volatile power.
Quotes from Aetna (Anonymous)
“ Now woodland and crag, here again earth and soil are in the flood. The lava-river itself aids their supplies and adjusts the compliant material to its own course. But if perhaps in some deep valley it lags and stops, its rolling volume browses leisurely over the fields uneven as they are. Then it redoubles its billows and chides the laggard waves; as when a violent sea plunges headforemost with curving swell; and first it urges on its feeble waves, others beyond . . . advancing, it spreads far and wide, and choosing (what to envelop) . ”
“ You will behold no sights so great belonging to the human rabble-- (this you will find) especially if you keep watch when the Dog-star is blazing in his heat. Yet there is a wonderful story of its own which attends the mountain: it is no less famous for a fire of goodness than for one of guilt. Once Aetna burst open its caverns and glowed white-hot: as though its deep-pent furnaces were shattered, a vast wave of fire gushed forth afar upborne by the heat of the lava-stone, just as when the ether lightens under the fury of Jupiter and plagues the sky with murky gloom. ”
