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Que à las vezes las cosas dulçes se
buelven amargas.

Ottava rhima.

Cupid flying to his mother, Venus’s, arms chased by bees.
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A su madre dexando el Lydio infante  [M]
Por yrse à robar miel de una colmena
Pensando que tu abeja semejante
Fueras en condicion que en tu obra buena,
Mas bivora jamas con tal semblante
Como tu hiziste, executò su pęna,
Pues por tomar la miel saliò picado.
No ay bien que con dolor no estè mezclado.[1]

[Marginalia - link to text]Cupido à Venus.

Notes:

1.  This is based on Anthologia graeca 9.548 , where a baby, called Hermonax, is stung to death. See also Anthologia graeca 9.302 for another epigram treating the same incident.

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DULCIA QUANDO-
que amara fieri.

Sweetness turns at times to bitterness

Young child (Cupid?) being stung by bees, running to his mother.
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Matre procul licta paulum secesserat infans,
Lydius[1], hunc dirae sed rapuistis apes.
Venerat hic ad vos placidas ratus esse volucres,
Cum nec ita imitis vipera saeva foret.
Que [=Quae] datis ah dulci stimulos pro munere mellis,
Proh dolor, heu sine te gratia nulla datur.[2]

A Lydian babe had strayed some way off, leaving his mother at a distance, but you made away with him, you dreadful bees. He had come to you, thinking you harmless winged creatures, yet a merciless viper would not be as savage as you. Instead of the sweet gift of honey, ah me, you give stings. Ah pain, without you, alas, no delight is granted.

Notes:

1.  This is based on Anthologia graeca 9.548 , where a baby, called Hermonax, is stung to death. See also Anthologia graeca 9.302 for another epigram treating the same incident.

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