"ABLATA AT ALBA"Summus sum mus.
"ABLATA AT ALBA"Summus sum mus.
Ave, ave, aveo esse aves.
Something like: "Hi Grandpa, I'd like to eat birds." I guess.Better with aves instead of aveo, no?
Recte dicis ut solet.. si ita dicis, id verum est.Eduardum occidere nolite timere bonum est.
In a historical novel I read long ago, that was a message sent to Edward II's jailers. It can be read in two different ways depending on where you supply the missing punctuation:
Eduardum occidere nolite. Timere bonum est.
Or:
Eduardum occidere nolite timere. Bonum est.
The senders of the message were hoping the jailers would understand it the second way, but that they could always claim it to have been meant the first way if the message came into other hands.
Quid tyranne! Quis minaris? | Tyrant! why thy threats and anger? |
Quid usquam poenarum est? | Though by fear thou seek'st control, |
Quidquid tandem machinaris: | Vain thy snares that threaten danger |
Hoc amanti parum est. | Nought can move the loving soul |
Dulce mihi cruciari, | Sweet to me is dissolution |
parva vis doloris est: | Gentle is the stroke of pain |
"Malo mori quam foedari!" | Better death than foul pollution! |
Major vis amoris est. | Love shall triumph, love shall reign. |
Para rogos, quamvis truces, | Bring then pains and bitter losses, |
et quidquid flagrorum est | Let the vilest shame be brought; |
Adde ferrum, adde cruces: | Add the sword, add cruel crosses |
Nil adhuc amanti est | To the loving soul 'tis nought |
dulce mihi cruciari, | Sweet to me is dissolution |
Parva vis doloris est: | Gentle is the stroke of pain |
"Malo mori quam foedari!" | "better death than foul pollution! |
Major vis amoris est. | Love shall triumph, love shall reign |
Nimis blandus dolor ille! | Far too soft are pain and anguish! |
Una mors, quam brevis est! | Death is but a short, dark night! |
Cruciatus amo mille, | "Mid a thousand woes I languish, |
Omnis poena levis est | Still I find my suffering light. |
Dulce mihi sauciari, | Sweet to me is dissolution |
Parva vis doloris est: | Gentle is the stroke of pain: |
"Malo mori quam foedari!" | "Better death than sin's pollution" |
Major vis amoris est. | Love shall triumph, love shal reign. |
Roma tibi subito motibus ibit amor.
Palindromic pentameter quoted, I believe, by Sidonius Apollinaris.