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Sur celluy qui procure mal à soymesme.

PROSOPOPOEIE.

Goat suckling a young wolf. Woman with dog outside house in background.
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A grand regret je Chievre ung loup allaicte
Mais mon pasteur le nourrir se delecte,[1]
Quand creu sera, il fauldra qu’il me mange:
Par nul bienfaict mauvaistie ne se change.[2]

Plusieurs nourrissent ceulx, par les-
quelz ilz seront destruictz.

Notes:

1.  This is a translation of Anthologia graeca 9.47. For the content cf. Aesop, Fables 313-5.

2.  ‘Wickedness is never deterred by services rendered’. See Erasmus, Adagia 1086, Ale luporum catulos.

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Child showing a bee sting on his finger to a woman (Venus).
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FERE SIMILE EX THEOCRITO.[1]

Something more or less the same from Theocritus

Alveolis dum mella legit, percussit Amorem
Furacem mala apes, & summis spicula liquit
In digitis, tumido gemit at puer anxius ungue,
Et quatit errabundus humum, Venerique dolorem
Indicat, & graviter queritur quòd apicula parvum
Ipsa inferre animal tam noxia vulnera possit.
Cui ridens Venus, hanc imitaris tu quoque dixit
Nate feram, qui das tot noxia vulnera parvus.[2]

While he was taking honey from the hives, a vicious bee stung thieving Amor, and left its sting in the end of his finger. The boy in distress cried out as his finger-end swelled up. He ran about, stamping his foot, showed his hurt to Venus, and complained bitterly that a little bee, that tiny creature, could inflict such grievous wounds. Venus smiled at him and said, “You are like this creature, my son; small as you are you deal many a grievous wound”.

Notes:

1.  3rd-century BC bucolic poet, who may or may not have wrriten the Idylls (19, The Honey Stealer), of which this is a fairly close translation, in dactylic hexameters, as in the Greek original.

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