Bookstore indulgences

Went to B&N on Saturday for coffee. For me, it's the most expensive coffee on the planet, usually costing at least $30 since I can't NOT buy a book or two. Or three. This time I bought three: two that are on my to-read list and one, a YA fantasy that leaped off the shelf and thrust itself into my hands, mostly due to the title and cover (The Forest of Hands and Teeth). Yay! New goodies!! I felt almost virtuous about it, since they were running a special where some percentage of your total went to a local public library. Yay! New goodies AND supporting my local library!! Now the torment: do I stick with Purgatorio, as I promised myself? Or do I take a brief foray into something else before plunging into epic poetry once more? Julia Barrett's Presumption is calling me back to Pemberley and FitzWilliam Darcy...

Speaking of epic poetry, I intended to buy a copy of The Aeneid while there but the plethora of translations intimidated me. I knew I wanted one that's actual poetry, so could dismiss out of hand the ones written as prose novels, but beyond that I had no idea. Tried to compare two of the translations but the line numbers were all askew. Will have to research a bit. (Sadly, D. Sayers appears not to have done one!)