From: alexandru_mg3
Message: 65207
Date: 2009-10-09
--- In cybalist@yahoogroups.com, "alexandru_mg3" <alexandru_mg3@...> wrote:
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>
> Ovid - a Getic Poet
> "I've even written a work in Getic,
> where savage words are set to Italian metres."
> .................................................
> "When I read it aloud, not penned by my native Muse,
> and the last page came beneath my fingers,
> they nodded their heads and their full quivers,
> and there was a long murmur from Getic mouths.
> And one said: `Since you write all this about Caesar,
> you ought to be restored to Caesar's dominions.'"
>
> Book EIV.XIII:1-50 Ovid wrote a poem in Getic.
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> And you shouldn't marvel if my art's defective,
> since I've almost turned into a Getic poet.
> Ah! Shameful: I've even written a work in Getic,
> where savage words are set to Italian metres.
> My theme, you ask? You'd praise me: I speak of Caesar.
> My new attempt was helped by a god's power.
> I tell how the body of our father, Augustus, was mortal,
> but his spirit has passed to the domains of heaven:
> and Tiberius is equal to his father in virtue, taking
> up the reins of empire, often refused, when asked:
> and you Livia are the Vesta of modest mothers,
> whether worthier of son or husband is unclear:
> and two sons, a powerful help to their father,
> have given true pledges of their courage.
> When I read it aloud, not penned by my native Muse,
> and the last page came beneath my fingers,
> they nodded their heads and their full quivers,
> and there was a long murmur from Getic mouths.
> And one said: `Since you write all this about Caesar,
> you ought to be restored to Caesar's dominions.'
> That's what he said: but already, my Carus,
> the sixth winter sees me exiled under the icy pole.
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>
> br,
> marius
>