tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43350748181080897352024-02-19T22:15:16.773-08:00Infima LatinitasAmice mi:
Hoc in loco latine scribere atque legere temptamus. Tempta etiam tu, precor. Valeas.
RadulfusRolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-57254952442784497662013-07-17T03:00:00.001-07:002013-07-17T03:03:24.462-07:00MARTINUS DE IMBRIBUSMartinus de imbribus
Quanta sit in caelo, miramur, copia aquarum: /
Imbribus assiduis – credite! – cuncta madent. /
Vix exire domo licet – heu! – sed pocula sumo, /
ut sine sole miser tempora dura feram.
Scripsit doctissimus Austriacus poeta Martinus Zythophilus, mense Iulio AD 2013Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-33012789063133192382012-11-17T16:48:00.000-08:002012-11-17T16:48:02.003-08:00IL CUORE È UNO ZINGARO – COR INQUIETUM
Legite, si vultis, amici, hanc cantionem Italicam. Valeatis, Radulfus.
Avevo una ferita in fondo al cuore,
soffrivo, soffrivo.…
Le dissi: “Non è niente”, ma mentivo,
piangevo, piangevo.
“Per te si è fatto tardi, è già notte,
non mi tenere lasciami giù.”
Mi disse: “Non guardarmi negli occhi”,
e mi lasciò cantando così:
“Che colpa ne ho, se il cuore è uno zingaro e va.
Catene non ha, il cuore è uno zingaro e va,
finché troverà il prato più verde che c'è,
raccoglierà le stelle su di se
e si fermerà chissà, e si fermerà.”
L' ho vista un anno dopo l'altra sera,
rideva, rideva.
Mi strinse, lo sapeva che il mio cuore
batteva, batteva.
Mi disse: “stiamo insieme stasera.”
Che voglia di rispondere sì.…
Ma senza mai guardarla negli occhi
io la lasciai cantando così:
“Che colpa ne ho ktl.”
Sagittis laeserat puella cor meum,
lugebam, lugebam.
Ei dixi: “Obdurabo”, sed mentiebar:
dolebam, dolebam.
“Audi me, precor, ascende mecum,
abs te iam vivere non possum.”
At illa: “Ne irascaris, Radulfe”,
et cantiunculam cantitabat:
“Quid facere audeam, Hyrcana tigris me genuit?
Catenas rumpit duriusque Threicio meum cor,
donec inveniat alia Tempe Thessalica,
colligat flosculos bene olentes
requiescat forsan... et requiescat.”
Post quinque annos puellam conveneram:
ridebat, ridebat.
Complexa est me, meum cor ut inebriaret:
vincebar, vincebar.
Mihi dixit: “Veni, sequere, care.”
Et volebam respondere: “Sic.”
Sed dulciter arrisit mea bella
et abiit cantionem cantitans:
“Quid facere audeam ktl.”
[Franco Migliacci et Claudio Mattone; latine reddidit Radulfus]
Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-43083531119412214902012-07-04T18:34:00.002-07:002012-07-19T13:17:48.037-07:00MARTINUS DE FERIIS AESTIVISMARTINUS DE FERIIS AESTIVIS /////
Martinus Radulfo Sal /////
Hac te carta iuber saluere, Radulfe, rogatque: /
Tu, quid agis, cum rus frigida vexat hiems? /
Grata labore caret, mihi qui uictum parat, aestas /
omniaque his urit sol grauis arua locis. /
Nunc requiete frui, nunc nobis denique in umbra /
molli lassa toro membra leuare licet. /Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-19121862140753643722011-12-25T06:49:00.000-08:002011-12-25T06:52:25.330-08:00MARTINI NATIVITATIS SALUTATIOMARTINVS RADVLFO SAL<br />Hoc die sacro, pie amice, gaude,<br />cum Dei sit filius ante lucem<br />natus in feno stabuli, redemptor<br /> rexque futurus.<br /><br />Det tibi pacem Dominus Deusque,<br />qui creaturae miserens creator<br />carnis humanae tegumen misellum<br /> induit ipse.<br />VALE <br /><br />(Scripsit Martinus Zythophilus in die Nativitatis Dni. 2012)Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-89539349193884680572011-12-24T04:27:00.000-08:002011-12-24T04:37:52.946-08:00SEALED WITH A KISS - BASIUM SIGNATUMSEALED WITH A KISS – BASIUM SIGNATUM<br /><br />Though we’ve got to say good-bye <br />for the summer, <br />darling, I promise you this: <br />I'll send you all my love <br />Everyday in a letter <br />Sealed with a kiss. <br /><br />Yes it’s gonna be cold, <br />lonely summer, <br />but I’ll fill the emptiness: <br />I’ll send you all my dreams<br />everyday in a letter <br />sealed with a kiss. <br /><br />I’ll see you in the sunlight, <br />I’ll hear your voice everywhere, <br />I’ll run to tenderly hold you <br />but, Darlin’, you won't be there. <br /><br />I don't wanna say good-bye <br />for the summer, <br />knowing the love we'll miss. <br />Oh, let us make a pledge <br />to meet in September <br />and seal it with a kiss. <br /><br />‘Valeas’ tu mihi dicebas<br />illa aestate.<br />Cara autem puella, ad te<br />litteras remittam<br />amatorias quotidie<br />perustas basio.<br /><br />Nunc ad mare frigus est<br />hac aestate<br />sed cremor memoria tui:<br />imago tua in somniis<br />indesinens revenit<br />signata basiis.<br /><br />Contemplor os in nebulis, <br />vox in umbris auditur,<br />ad spectrum digitos iacio<br />sed vultus evanuit. <br /><br />Manet semper tuum ‘valeas’<br />sub aestate.<br />Oro, formosissima,<br />recipe litteras<br />frigido in Augusto<br />et signa basiis. <br /><br /><br />[Peter Udell et Gary Geld scripserunt; cecinerunt Bryan Hiland et Bobby Vinton.]Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-40582454143658426602011-08-11T05:17:00.000-07:002011-08-11T05:25:11.434-07:00THE LONGEST DAYTHE LONGEST DAY – DACIAM CEPIMUS
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<br /> The longest day taenia fuit olim clarissima. Eius cantionem praecipuam pepegit cecinitque Paul Anka. Versionem ego feci Latinam; res non in Northmannorum terra sed in prisca Dacia, Traiano Optimo Principe imperante, agitur. Amicis meis John Lee et Mark Walker hoc munusculum do. Forsan laetaberis.
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<br />Many men came here as soldiers,
<br />Many men will pass this way,
<br />Many men will count the hours,
<br />As they live the longest day.
<br />Many men are tired and weary,
<br />Many men are here to stay,
<br />Many men won't see the sunset,
<br />When it ends the longest day.
<br />The longest day, the longest day,
<br />This will be the longest day,
<br />Filled with hopes and filled with fears,
<br />Filled with blood and sweat and tears.
<br />Many men, the mighty thousands,
<br />Many men to victory,
<br />Marching on right into battle
<br />In the longest day in history.
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<br />Romani et Princeps noster,
<br />Romani Histrum tranant,
<br />Romani aquilas ferent:
<br />aurum quaerunt Dacicum.
<br />Romani castrametati,
<br />Romani tendas plicant,
<br />Romani iter facientes
<br />sermonem Latii serunt.
<br />Lucida Roma et aeterna,
<br />omnibus leges praebes:
<br />vestigia semper manebunt,
<br />theatra et balnea magna.
<br />Romani: lorica, scutum;
<br />Romani: gladius, pala.
<br />Magis et magis pugnemus,
<br />reluctante etiam Decebalo.
<br />Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-68238188264656887872011-06-26T15:57:00.000-07:002011-06-26T16:00:36.449-07:00COLLEGIUM SANCTI THOMAE AQUINATISSalve, dulcissima palaestra, <br />quae sapientiam humaniter <br />colis. Turris quodammodo <br />es sed non Babelica turris, <br />quia discipulorum vulgus <br />novit linguas orbi universo <br />imperaturas. Scientias tu <br />pertractas regio sub pallio <br />omnipotenti Deo dicatae <br />notitiae. Sed, Graecorum <br />vestigia firmans, musicam <br />exerces et gymnasticam. <br />Omnia autem ista, nihil, <br />si non faveret tuis pueris <br />dulcedo quaedam, Afflatu <br />Superno inspirata. Duc nos, <br />Sancte Thoma, in amorem <br />Veritatis... Et hoc sufficiat!Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-10446702036001361292011-05-07T18:51:00.000-07:002011-05-28T17:38:41.908-07:00LYAEI SALUTATIOLyaeus sodalibus Unionis Latinae qui pulcherrimam urbem habitant Bonaerensem s. d. p.<br /><br />Versus raptim scripti ad Radulfum suum et collegas eius.<br /><br />Te dies felix quia iam revenit<br />Tullii linguae lepidum salutat<br />callidosque aeque socios Lyaeus<br /> vester amicus.<br /><br />Some hasty lines to R. L. and his colleagues.<br /><br />That special day’s come back<br />of Cicero’s language, a happy day -<br />so it's time for Lyaeus to pay his respects,<br />to your wit, my friend, and not a whit less<br />to the craft of your colleagues.<br /><br />Valete.<br /><br />Scrib. Novi Castri in Australia a. d. vi Non. Mai. anno salutis mmxi.<br /><br />ALIA SALUTATIO<br /><br />Lyaeus Radulfo sal.<br /><br />Iam dies felix revenit Latinae<br />optimae linguae tibi, mi Radulfe;<br />te gravesque ergo socios Lyaeus<br /> laudat amicus.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-91291683686028840572011-04-24T09:20:00.000-07:002011-04-24T09:21:50.619-07:00SALUTATIO PASCHALISEcce carmen quod ad nos misit Martinus Zythophilus<br /><br />MARTINVS SODALIBVS<br /><br />Mors tenebraeque diu te non potuere tenere,<br /> quem flagris dederant, Christe, crucique mali,<br />Tartareoque redis e carcere uictor, ut omnes<br /> morte tua et reditu uita nouata iuuet.<br />Omnis terrarum te laudet, te canat orbis,<br /> atque hic det Domino carmina laeta dies!<br /> <br />Death and darkness couldn’t hold you for long, Christ,<br /> whom bad men had given to the flagella and the cross,<br />and you return victoriously from Hades’ dungeon, so that<br /> life renewed by your death and return makes all rejoice.<br />All the world shall praise you, shall sing you,<br /> and this day shall give joyful songs to the Lord.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-19818756275731315762010-12-08T06:15:00.000-08:002010-12-08T06:23:53.344-08:00ADESTE, FIDELES - ADEAMUS, PASTORESADESTE, FIDELES – CRISTIANOS, VAYAMOS – ADEAMUS, PASTORES<br /><br /> Prope omnes cantum Adeste, fideles nostis. Est quaedam interpretatio Hispanica Cristianos, vayamos. Mea humili sententia multo peior est versio ista modernorum. Recipite, precor, meam reinterpretationem Latinam. <br /><br />Cristianos, vayamos, jubilosa el alma: <br />la estrella nos llama junto a Belén. <br />Hoy ha nacido el Rey de los Cielos. <br /><br />¡Cristianos, adoremos! <br />¡Cristianos, adoremos! <br />¡Cristianos, adoremoS!<br />a nuestro Dios! <br /> <br />Humildes pastores dejan su rebaño <br />y llevan sus dones al Niño Dios. <br />Nuestras ofrendas con amor llevemos. <br /> <br />Bendita la noche que nos trajo el día, <br />bendita la noche de Navidad.<br />Desde un pesebre el Señor nos llama.<br /> <br />El Dios invisible vístese de carne, <br />el Rey de la Gloria llorando está. <br />Viene a la tierra a darnos el Cielo. <br /><br />La luz de la estrella que guió a los Magos<br />alumbra el misterio de Navidad. <br />Fieles, sigamos esa luz del Cielo. <br /><br />Adeamus, pastores, iubilosa in mente, <br />quoniam nos vocat caeleste signum.<br />Haec erat nox quam pandit Sibylla.<br /><br />Adeamus cum fiducia,<br />adeamus cum fiducia,<br />adeamus, adoremus<br />puerum Deum. <br /> <br />Humiles pastores gregem relinquebant<br />deitati laturi pulchra donaria:<br />pingues caseos, lac ovum praedulce.<br /> <br />Iam nuces portabant, fulvam iam mellem,<br />iam uvas passas nigriores nocte.<br />Ferte vos etiam, aniles mulieres!<br /> <br />Sidera cadentia ad somnos invitant<br />sed lucem effundit hoc luminare.<br />Surge, amice, veni ad praesepe. <br /><br />Et venerunt magi, Oriente relicto,<br />ut aurum, thus, myrrham deferrent.<br />Et nos adeamus, simplices pastores.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-60785826648499359112010-11-21T05:27:00.000-08:002010-11-21T05:29:59.819-08:00CHOLIAMBI MARTINIDoctissimi amici. Haec ad me scripsit Martinus die 19 mens. Nov. AD 2010<br /><br />MARTINVS RADVLFO SAL<br />Dubito, num Joachim Ringelnatz poeta tibi notus sit, nam eius opera alias in linguas uersa non arbitror. Scripsit quidem aliquot carmina plena salis et leporis.<br />Lege igitur, quaeso, uersionem Latinam:<br /><br />Durus silex, qui strauerat uiam, quondam <br />multos uiros calcare sentiebat se<br />atque id recusabat. Vetabat inuitus<br />calcare se pedes „Lapis“, reclamans, „sum!“<br />Non rettulit mortalium, quid is uellet,<br />nam nil silex nisi est silex manetque idem.<br />Necesse calcantes pedes ferant quidam.<br /><br />Me uerbum pro uerbo non reddidisse constat. Quod attinet ad rem metricam, eodem metro usus sum, quo Catullus, cum "Miser Catulle" quereretur. Quod autem linguam Germanicam tibi non plane ignotam esse noui, addatur uersio originalis: “Ein Pflasterstein”.<br /><br />Ein Pflasterstein, der war einmal<br />Und wurde viel beschritten.<br />Er schrie: "Ich bin ein Mineral<br />Und muss mir ein für allemal<br />Dergleichen streng verbitten!"<br /><br />Jedoch den Menschen fiel's nicht ein,<br />Mit ihm sich zu befassen,<br />Denn Pflasterstein bleibt Pflasterstein<br />Und muss sich treten lassen.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-85456296461221837832010-11-20T14:27:00.000-08:002010-11-20T14:29:31.478-08:00Ad discipulos qui Litterarum curriculo perfuncti sunt, AD 2010Ad discipulos qui Litterarum curriculo perfuncti sunt, AD 2010<br /><br /> <br /><br />Cari et dulces discipuli<br /><br />(discipuli, quia semper<br /><br />vos docebo et docebitis<br /><br />me), gratias maximas<br /><br />refero. Bona dedimus<br /><br />spiritalia, quae maiora<br /><br />sunt: certe materialia<br /><br />velis nolis pessumdata<br /><br />sunt. Ferte igitur poma<br /><br />in vita vestra sapientiae<br /><br />ac humanitatis. Litteris<br /><br />et moribus favete vere<br /><br />humanis. Tempus certum <br /><br />est itineris gradiendi novi.<br /><br />Dominus, pro certo scio,<br /><br />gressus vestros in laetitia<br /><br />illustrabit. <br /><br />[Scripsit Radulfus]Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-52531762478262640472010-10-13T17:58:00.000-07:002010-10-13T18:00:04.745-07:00IOHANNES LENNON LXX ANNUM AGITIohannes Lennon LXX annum agit<br /><br />Pauca scio de rebus illis<br />quas tu sodalisque tuus<br />Georgius omnes homines<br />docetis: de Orbis pace,<br />de Indorum sapientia<br />et de Indorum chordis.<br />Sed quod tu cecinisti<br />dulcius est certe melle<br />et Sirenibus.<br /><br />Scripsit RadulfusRolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-42587887319699054552010-09-16T08:12:00.000-07:002010-11-22T08:29:39.754-08:00BUENOS DÍAS, ARGENTINA - SALVE GERMANICA TERRABUENOS DÍAS, ARGENTINA – SALVE, GERMANICA TERRA<br /><br />Buenos días, Argentina! <br />Er war lang, mein Weg zu dir! <br />Doch nun schwenk' ich den sombrero: <br />Buenos días, ich bin hier! <br />Buenos días, Buenos Aires! <br />Wenn die rote Sonne glüht, <br />rauscht von ferne der La Plata <br />und er singt mit mir ein Lied: <br />Buenos días, Argentina! <br />Guten Tag, du fremdes Land! <br />Buenos días, Argentina! <br />Komm' wir reichen uns die Hand! <br />Buenos días, Argentina! <br />So heißt meine Melodie! <br />Und sie soll uns zwei verbinden <br />mit dem Band der Harmonie. <br />Buenos días, ihr Gitarren! <br />Wenn der Abend niedersinkt, <br />sollt ihr leise mir erzählen, <br />wie das Lied der Pampas klingt: <br />Buenos días, señorita! <br />Und wenn du dann bei mir bist, <br />wird die Zeit hier wie ein Traum sein, <br />den man niemals mehr vergißt! <br /><br />Salve, terra Germanica,<br />tandem ad te revenio;<br />miror valles et montana,<br />flumina et fortes burgos.<br />Salve, terra Saxonica,<br />bruma mihi non displicet:<br />hiemem ago corde in meo,<br />tristia carmina fundens. <br />Salve, terra Germanica,<br />caligine involve me.<br />Vivant tholi, arcus, muri;<br />salve, terra dei Granni. <br />Anima mea carbonescit<br />cantibus lugubriter:<br />mihi ignosce, tellus: duritia<br />affert tua solacium. <br />Solum durum, solum bonum,<br />probos viros orbi das:<br />aetas aurea Sibyllina<br />mundi vires renovat.<br />Silva Hercynia, saevos deos<br />ritu raro veneras:<br />arbores deos ferentes<br />securibus occident. <br /><br />[In honorem certaminis oecumenici podosphaerici AD 1978 composuit cecinitque Udo Jürgens; latine reddidi, modo sui generis, Radulfus, humillimus poeta Argentiniensis]Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-41562206226545741052010-08-29T06:44:00.000-07:002010-08-29T06:48:35.044-07:00MARTINVS ZYTHOPHILVS de absentia rationis scribitDie 28 Aug. AD 2010 Martinus Zythophilus haec ad me scripsit. Cum legi, ad dementiam hominum politicorum meae patriae animum meum direxi.<br /><br />MARTINVS RADVLFO SVO SAL<br />Certe Senecam homines ratione praeditos esse scripsisse scis, mi Radulfe. Interdum dubito, sitne hoc bonum omnibus mortalibus tributum. Qua re commotus hoc distichon feci:<br /><br />Cum sapiens homines ratione carere negarit,<br /> hanc reor in tenebris saepe latere tamen.<br /><br />Cura, ut ualeas.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-40415638982157502932010-08-16T08:55:00.000-07:002010-08-16T08:58:40.005-07:00DE HODIERNIS CALAMITATIBUSEcce carmen quod hodie, die XVI mensis Aug. AD 2010, ad me misit Martinus Zythophilus, optimus poeta.<br /><br />MARTINVS RADVLFO SAL<br />QVID agis, mi Radulfe?<br />Magnas partes orbis terrarum hoc tempore cladibus ingentibus affici legimus. Quibus rebus commotus aliquot uersus scripsi:<br /><br />Imbribus assiduis tumet Indus et occupat arua.<br /><br /> Cedere qui nequeunt, latior unda necat.<br /><br />Moenia labuntur ui fluminis. Alueus auctus,<br /><br /> quidquid ager uoluit ferre Ceresque, uorat.<br /><br />Pauca quibus fuerant, haec pauca amissa queruntur<br /><br /> nec iam spes miseris. Heu! Quis adesse potest?<br /><br />Et Seres simili uexantur clade malisque:<br /><br /> Fluminibus regio maxima capta feris.<br /><br />Arboribus caesis de montibus humida terra<br /><br /> nec detenta ruit multaque tecta rapit.<br /><br />Interea Scythicas per siluas flamma uagatur<br /><br /> ignisque horribili ui populatur agros.<br /><br />Tosta salutarem tellus desiderat imbrem<br /><br /> fumiferaeque adimunt aera mille faces.<br /><br />Iam uix ulla dies agitur, qua nuntius altum<br /><br /> horrida non referat mittere damna polum.<br /><br />Vultne deus poenas nos soluere nostrane terra<br /><br /> crimina sic clamans se tolerare negat?<br /><br />VALERolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-43900059183202381382010-05-09T06:50:00.000-07:002010-05-09T06:56:05.379-07:00CARMEN LATINITATIS MMX.Carmen Latinitatis mmx. <br /><br />Vos, graves linguae domini Latinae,<br />dicta spirantes Ciceronis atque<br />Livii libros, tetrici foventes<br /> rutra Catonis<br />cum lyra dulcis pariter Catulli,<br />versifex magno spatio salutat<br />forte divisus, studio tamen sed<br /> paene propinquus.<br /><br /><br />Poem for the Day of Latinity 2010<br /><br />Venerable lieges and masters of Latin,<br />exhaling Cicero’s speeches along with a<br />fourth part of Livy, as fond of the shovels of<br /> fusty old Cato<br />as of the lyre of dulcet Catullus,<br />a maker of verses sends you a greeting,<br />remote from your country yet by avocation<br /> almost your kinsman.<br /><br />Vale.<br />Scrib. Novi Castri in Australia a.d. iv Kal. Maiis anno Dñi mmx.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-19472554256249621232010-04-15T17:33:00.000-07:002010-04-15T17:35:16.025-07:00CANTIUNCULAE MEXICANAE (Georgio Ordóñez Burgos dicatum)CANTIUNCULAE MEXICANAE<br />Mulieres pulchras, <br />arma virosque <br />cano, bimaris <br />terra. Et placent <br />certe cantiones <br />dulces tuae mihi, <br />quis aures meas <br />delectas. Caballi, <br />liquores, citharae, <br />arida terra felix!Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-16741861880439461022010-04-10T16:29:00.000-07:002010-04-11T04:34:08.733-07:00MARTINVS ZYTHOPHILVS "DE VOLANDO" SCRIPSITTellus non retinet, quae corpora nostra creauit,<br /> nec posita in tergis ala fit arte uiri.<br />Nos imitamur aues, hominum est iter altius illis<br /> et naues celeres nubila densa secant.<br />Aera per liquidum mortales transuehit ales<br /> ferreus et citius sic aquilone uolat.<br />Africa si petitur: Post paucas adsumus horas.<br /> Australisque minus terra remota calens.<br />Daedale docte, diu tua uisa est fabula ficta:<br /> Hoc se tempore homo posse uolare probat.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-3379905594009097672010-03-28T13:52:00.000-07:002010-03-28T13:53:38.378-07:00XENOPHANES–Ego urbes scientia rego<br />et honestate; omnes nostram<br />potestatem coronis ornant.<br />–Gaudium infimum nos,<br />athletae, damus sed peiores<br />non sumus vobis, viris<br />rebus publicis deditis.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-18172599390442193842010-03-15T05:01:00.001-07:002010-03-15T05:03:23.068-07:00IN DIEM SANCTI PATRICIIIN DIEM SANCTI PATRICII<br />Gratias ago tibi, sancte<br />Hibernorum patrone, donum<br />ob tuum: nondum sub terra<br />iaceo. Hodie igitur vini<br />paululum -ignosce- bibam<br />librosque meos celticos<br />revolvam.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-45930325419297595452010-02-21T12:25:00.000-08:002010-02-21T12:35:17.448-08:00MARTINI ZYTHOPHILI CARMEN IN NATALEM OVIDII NASONISLegite, amici, carmen quod amicus meus Martinus, doctissimus poeta hodiernus, in diem natalem Nasonis scripsit (Ovidius die XX mensis Martii, anno XLIII ante Christum natum, lucem vidit.<br /><br />Docte legendorum, natalem, lusor amorum,<br /> grata tuum peragit Musa Venusque docens.<br />Versiculis gaudet sibi amata puella dicatis<br /> uirque metris gaudet consiliisque tuis.<br />Et tua mutatas dixerunt carmina formas<br /> uoluentisque poli signa diesque sacros. <br />Eripuit patriae ludentem Caesaris ira:<br /> num mihi quae fuerit,dicere, causa potes?<br />Quid tibi profecit tum tristia mittere Romam?<br /> Mortua ab ignaris membra sepulta Getis.<br />Ingenioque tuo quereris periisse, poeta,<br /> ingenioque tamen uiuis et arte tua.Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-91951040075251654742009-12-24T13:06:00.001-08:002009-12-24T13:07:10.763-08:00SCRIBIT MARTINVS ZYTHOPHILVSSodales<br />Legite carmen quod scripsit, die XXIV Decembris AD 2009, Martinus Zythophilus (Martin Freundorfer, Austria oriundus): <br /><br />MARTINVS SODALIBVS<br /><br />Vt placida, exopto, pax pectora uestra gubernet<br /> atque hoc lis taceat tempore dira sacro.<br />Nascitur in medio stabuli squalore redemptor,<br /> Qui praedictus erat gentibus ore patrum<br />Nascitur ecce Deus sumens mortalia membra<br /> et uenit hac sancta reddita nocte salus.<br />Desertis gregibus caelesti uoce uocata,<br /> ut uideat puerum, rustica turba uolat.<br />Fidis iungite uos pastoribus. Approperate!<br /> Venit enim ad cunctos caelica ab arce Deus!Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-29077631321079846082009-12-24T12:37:00.000-08:002009-12-24T13:05:47.673-08:00EPIGRAMMATA LYAEIAmici omnes<br />Legite, precor, epigrammata quae ad me misit Lyaeus (Iohannes Lee, Australia oriundus): <br /><br />"Has nugas nugissimas accipe, precor:<br /><br />De colloquio Hafniensi, mense XII a.s. mmix.<br />Conveniunt reges ne fiat caldior orbis:<br /> conficiunt nil ni caldior orbis erit.<br /><br />Inania*<br /><br />Santa Claus, Santa Claus,<br />veni, precor te,<br />cui datur tanta laus<br />hoc laeto tempore.<br /><br />Santa Claus, Santa Claus,<br />scelus, odi te,<br />cuius barba tanta fraus,<br />et munera nugae.<br /><br />*Cantus: Jingle Bells, Cascabel, Vive le Vent, &c."Rolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335074818108089735.post-33560151312331350372009-12-09T08:05:00.000-08:002009-12-09T08:09:28.918-08:00STEPHANO SAYLOR, FABULARUM SCRIPTORIStephane mi, gratias quam plurimas<br />tibi agit pessimus omnium infimae<br />Latinitatis cultor: frustra tempto<br />priscam Romam in aulam elicere. <br />Tu autem, doctrina plenis fabulis,<br />Urbem reviviscis.<br /><br />RADULFUSRolohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06528571845111372497noreply@blogger.com0