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Link to an image of this page  Link to an image of this page  [E6v]

IN RECEPTATORES
siccariorum.

Those who harbour cut-throats

Latronum furumque manus tibi saeva[1] per urbem,
It comes, & diris cincta cohors gladiis.
Atque ita te mentis generosum prodige censes,
Quod tua complureîs allicit olla malos.
En novus Actaeon qui postquam cornua sumpsit,
In praedam canibus se dedit ipse suis.[2]

A fierce band of ruffians and thieves accompanies you about the city, a gang of supporters armed with lethal swords. And so, you wastrel, you consider yourself a fine lordly fellow because your cooking pot draws in crowds of scoundrels. - Here’s a fresh Actaeon - he, after he grew his horns, became the prey of his own hunting dogs.

Notes:

1.  Other editions read scaeva, ‘evil-minded’. The capital letter in some editions suggests that the Latin word could be taken as a proper name in the vocative case, i.e addressing one Scaeva.

2.  For the story of Actaeon turned into a stag and killed by his own hounds, see Ovid, Metamorphoses 3.138ff. Similarly, the hangers-on will destroy the one who has fed them.


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In eum qui sibi ipsi[1] damnum
apparat.

One who brings about his own downfall

XCI.

Capra lupum non sponte meo nunc ubere lacto,
Quod malè pastoris provida cura iubet.[2]
Creverit ille simul, mea me post ubera pascet,
Improbitas nullo flectitur obsequio.[3]

I am a goat giving suck against my will - to a wolf. The improvident kindness of the shepherd makes me do this. Once the wolf has grown, after feeding at my teats, he will then eat me. Wickedness is never deterred by services rendered.

Link to an image of this page  Link to an image of this page  [N3r p197]

A ceulx qui s’aprestent dommaige.

XCI.

Voyez moy paovre & simple chievre,
Qui laisse ung loup mon pis teter.
J’en suis dolente, & pis que en fievre.
Car mal m’en sentiray traicter.
Mon maistre deust bien regretter
Cest acte, s’il fust homme expert:
Veu qu’on a sceu pieca noter,[4]
Que en tous meschans, plaisir se perd.

Notes:

1.  Textual variant: ‘ipsi’ omitted.

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

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

4.  This line is revised, cf. 1536 edition.([FALa091])


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