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ἀντέρως, id est, amor virtutis.[1]

Anteros, that is, love of virtue

LXXXI.

Cupid sitting on the ground holding garlands but minus his bow and arrows.
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Dic ubi sunt incurvi arcus? ubi tela Cupido?
Mollia queis iuvenum figere corda soles.[2]
Fax ubi tristis? ubi pennae? tres unde corollas
Fert manus? unde aliam tempora cincta gerunt?
Haud mihi vulgari est hospes cum Cypride quicquam,
Ulla voluptatis nos neque forma tulit.
Sed puris hominum succendo mentibus ignes
Disciplinae, animos astraque ad alta traho.
Quatuor eque ipsa texo virtute corollas,[3]
Quarum quae Sophiae est, tempora prima tegit.

Tell me, where are your arching bows, where your arrows, Cupid, the shafts which you use to pierce the tender hearts of the young? Where is your hurtful torch, where your wings? Why does your hand hold three garlands? Why do your temples wear a fourth? - Stranger, I have nothing to do with common Venus, nor did any pleasurable shape bring me forth. I light the fires of learning in the pure minds of men and draw their thoughts to the stars on high. I weave four garlands out of virtue’s self and the chief of these, the garland of Wisdom, wreathes my temples.

Link to an image of this page  Link to an image of this page  [M1r p177]

Amour de vertus.

LXXXI.

Cupido, ou est l’arc & flesches dont tu tires?
Ta torche ardent, tes esles dou vient que les retires?
Et que as quatre chappeaux, ung au chef, au bras trois?
Vecy pourquoy: Venus n’a rien en mes destrois,
De doctrine fais feu, es gens de scavoir chaulx:
Et eslieve leurs sens jusques vers les cieulx haulx.
De vertus ay dressé les chappeaux que je tiens,
Moral, & naturel, que en Logique retiens.
Sapience est sur tous, que plus de soulas preste:
Qu’est notée au chappeau que j’ay dessus la teste.

Notes:

1.  In the first Wechel edition in 1534, the figure of Anteros wrongly had wings which were subsequently removed.

2.  This is a translation of Anthologia graeca 16.201.

3.  ‘I weave four garlands out of virtue’s self’, a reference to the four cardinal virtues, justice, temperance, courage and wisdom.

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EMBLEMA CIIII.

ἀντέρως, id est, amor virtutis. GREEK

Anteros, that is, love of virtue

Διαλογιστικῶς

In dialogue form.

Dic ubi sunt incurvi arcus? ubi tela Cupido?
Mollia queis iuvenum figere corda soles?[1]
Fax ubi tristis? ubi pennae? tres unde corollas
Fert manus? unde aliam tempora cincta gerunt?
Link to an image of this page  Link to an image of this page  [L1v f68v] Haud mihi vulgari est, (hospes) cum Cypride quicquam
Ulla voluptatis nos neque forma tulit,
Sed pueris [=puris] hominum succendo mentibus ignes
Disciplinae: animos astraque ad alta traho.
Quatuor aequè ipsa texo virtute corollas,[2]
Quare [=Quarum] quae Sophiae est, tempora prima tegit.

Tell me, where are your arching bows, where your arrows, Cupid, the shafts which you use to pierce the tender hearts of the young? Where is your hurtful torch, where your wings? Why does your hand hold three garlands? Why do your temples wear a fourth? - Stranger, I have nothing to do with common Venus, nor did any pleasurable shape bring me forth. I light the fires of learning in the pure minds of men and draw their thoughts to the stars on high. I weave four garlands out of virtue’s self and the chief of these, the garland of Wisdom, wreathes my temples.

Das CIIII.

Wider Lieb, das ist der Tugend lieb.

Cupid sitting on the ground holding a garland but minus his bow and arrows.
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Lieber Cupido sag mir frey
Wo doch dein krummer bogen sey?
Und deine Pfeil damit du rürst
Und der weichen Jüngling Hertz bürst?
Link to an image of this page  Link to an image of this page  [L2r f69r] Wo ist dein wütend und brinnend Flamm
Wo seind dein Fettich wundersam
Woher bringst die drey Krentz am Arm
Darzu den umb deine Schläff warm?
Ich hab weder gmein theil noch ichts
Lieber freundt mit Frauw Venus zicht
Es ist auch ein groß underscheid
An der form, gstalt der wollust beid:
Ich entzünd in der Menschen Hertz
Die reine brunst der Zucht on schertz
Und für deß Menschen mut und sinn
Ubersich in die Wolcken hin
Und flicht auß den tugenden schon
Vier Krentzlein zierlich das thut stohn
Zu oberst auff dem Haupt, das gehört
Und sol seyn der Weißheit ongwert.

Notes:

1.  This is a translation of Anthologia graeca 16.201.

2.  ‘I weave four garlands out of virtue’s self’, a reference to the four cardinal virtues, justice, temperance, courage and wisdom.

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