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Author | Message | | Posted on Sun Jan 10, 2010 20:05:08 | |
| | I have tidied up Dmitry's translation slightly:
Country place of mine, whether Sabine or Tiburtine (for they claim you to be Tiburtine, those who do not feel like offending Catullus: yet those who like to offend him, wager anything that you are Sabine), but whether Sabine or more truly Tiburtine, I was glad to be at your suburban hearth. I coughed an awful cough from my chest which my belly had given me, not undeservingly, while I was after sumptuous dinners. For as I wanted to be Sestius's dinner companion I read a speech full of poison and plague against the candidate Antius, At this point a chilling cold and frequent cough shook me continually until I fled into your bosom and I restored myself by rest and nettle. Wherefore, having been restored, I offer you most grateful thanks because my sin you did not punish. And now I am quite happy, if I touch the horrible works of Sestius, that the cold bring a chill and a cough not to me but to Sestius himself; he only invites me when I have read a bad book. | |
| | Posted at Sun Feb 07, 2010 20:03:21 | Quote |
| | Thanks -- I'll replace the old version with the new one. The old version was:
O my country estate, whether Sabine or Tiburtine (for they say that you are Tiburtine, those to whom it is not pleasing to offend Catullus: yet those who like to offend him, wager anything that you are Sabine), but whether Sabine or more truly Tiburtine, I was gladly in your country house close to the city I drove out a bad cough from my chest which my belly had given me not undeservingly while I was seeking a sumptuous feast. For while I wanted to be Sestius's dinner companion I read a speech full of poison and plague against the candidate Antius, At this point a chilling cold and frequent cough shook me continually until I fled into your lap and I restored myself by rest and Nettle. Wherefore, having been restored, I give you the greatest thanks because my sin, you did not punish. And I no longer pray, if I shall receive the horrible works of Sestius, but that the cold bring a head cold and cough not to me but to Sestius himself, which then calls me, when I have read a bad book.
ĂŠ copyright 13-4-1998 by Dmitry Meyersson
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| | Posted at Sat Feb 03, 2018 19:21:12 | Quote |
| | Querida quinta minha, quer fiques tu em TĂÂbur, Ou na SabĂÂnia( pois os que Catulo Amam dizem que tu ĂŠs tiburtina, Mas para os que o odeiam ĂŠs Sabina E nisso apostam o que quiser que seja) Mas sejas tu sabina ou com maior verdade tiburtina O fato ĂŠ que regozijei-me em estar aĂ em tua vila perto da cidade, E, estando aĂÂ, pude arrancar de mim a tosse molesta que meu estĂ´mago me deu nĂÂŁo sem culpa minha, pois enquanto fazia-me conviva de Sexto e apetecia ceias lautas, li um discurso contra Atium, seu inimigo, que escrevera Sexto cheio de maledicĂÂŞncia e difamaçĂÂľes; Nesse instante a doença fria e as tosses contĂÂnuas me alquebraram atĂŠ que fugi para o teu seio e me curei com repouso e urtiga. Ora, estando eu jĂÂĄ recuperado, te agradeço muito pois que nĂÂŁo vingaste o meu erro. Agora jĂÂĄ nĂÂŁo rogo que a tosse e a dor me acometam quando de Sexto recebo novos discursos, mas que agravem a este mesmo Sexto que sĂÂł me chama quando escreve seus discursos malĂŠficos.
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