So, I am reading The Aeneid, and I was all the way up to page 15 when I read this about Venus, mother of Aeneas, who has transformed herself into a young woman. By the way, this is a sneaky thing to do, but what a neat way to check up on your wandering son...
She is running around, faster than Hebrus and has a handy bow hung around her shoulders. Her hair is a wretched mess in the disheveling wind. Listen to what happened to her dress: "Her flowing gown knotted and kirtled up."
I like that. Kirtled. Say it fast three times: kirtled, kirtled, kirtled.
That has happened to me before. I don't usually run around with a handy hunting bow around my neck, but my skirt has been kirtled because of the wind.
I just didn't know it.
This is just one more reason that you should be reading classic books.
How would you know if your skirt had been kirtled in a disheveling wind?
You wouldn't. You would probably say something really uneducated, like, "My dress is all messed up in this awful wind."
Now you can say, "My flowing gown is knotted and kirtled up in the disheveling wind."
You're welcome. Enough little tidbits like this and you may become literate, or at least more interesting than if you spent time everyday watching Oprah.