Tracing Bradamante, Female Knight. We were looking up the "Renaissance Guerriera" tradition, the autonomous female knight of beauty and great strength (some then portrayed as a virago), who then may or may not eventually settle down with her lover. We met Bradamante. For the context and other issues, see Italy Road Ways, Order of the Glorious Saint Mary.
Name derivation. Bradamante had been translated as a name, to suggest an untamed one, especially in love. See ://babynamesworld.parentsconnect.com/meaning_of_Bradamante.html/. Wild lover.
Finding Britomartis. However, the Bradamante name also was suggested as rooted in the ancient Minoan myths of Britomartis, huntress of small game, says this site. The king, Minos of Crete, wanted her and chased. She fled, leaped into the sea where she became entangled in fishing nets, and the fishermen carried her to safety to the Island of Aegina. See ://www.theoi.com/Georgikos/Britomartis.html/
However, other versions of the story at that same site have Britomartis as slayer of stags. And a goodly archer.
That story comes to us from the 1st century BC.
Must everything be watered by down by later cultures, so that the stag-slayer becomes a huntress of chipmunks?
Enjoy the description of the stag slayers, other nymphs of the hunt, perhaps as Britomartis morphed into Diana:
"These were the first who wore gallant bow and arrow-holding quivers on their shoulders; their right shoulders bore the quiver strap, and always the right breast showed bare."That also from ://www.theoi.com/Georgikos/Britomartis.html/
Is this why she is reduced later to a mere "wild lover"?
But yet another story cited there has Britomartis avoiding the company of men. She does escape their ravaging intentions over and over.
Britomartis: from words meaning sweet or blessing, or sweet or blessed maiden. See later blends of characteristics with Artemis, or Diana. It may have been Artemis who saved her (Artemis also loved her) and who made her into a goddess. This gets complex. See site.
Lovely Aegina, island with the grilled octopus to die for. Another reason to love it, wildly.






