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  • mercia
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    • Nov 2010
    • 8920

    Georgie Port-régie, peu digne en paille,
    Qui se dégeule sans mais. Dame craille.
    Où haine de bouées ce qu'aime a tout plié:
    Georgie Port-régie règne. Ohé.


    Caesar cari dona militari orgi versus Belgae,
    Helvetii, Germani, Venetii, Britanni — iunemit.
    "Romis glorius," sed Caesar. "Nomen me impunit."
    Meni tridit — Vercingetorix, forin stans —
    Caesar noctim sili fors ticinis nec aut.
    Ab ludi, nervi felo, Gaius Iulius, iubet.
    Last edited by mercia; 18-06-13, 04:17.

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    • french frank
      Administrator/Moderator
      • Feb 2007
      • 30610

      Originally posted by Pabmusic View Post
      Tout Gai de Reguennes.6
      6 He was obviously prevented from fulfilling his destiny, since he is compared to Gai de Reguennes.
      Love that line and the note. Not related to Gilles de Rais, I presume?

      Still, puzzling over mercia's Latin pome.
      It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.

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      • mercia
        Full Member
        • Nov 2010
        • 8920

        Originally posted by french frank View Post
        Still, puzzling over mercia's Latin pome.
        me too let's try

        Caesar carried on a military orgy versus the Belgians,
        Swiss, Germans, Venetians, Britons - you name it
        "Rome is glorious" said Caesar "no men may impugn it"
        Many tried it - Vercingetorix for instance
        Caesar knocked him silly for sticking his neck out.
        A bloody nervy fellow, Gaius Iulius, you bet.
        Last edited by mercia; 18-06-13, 13:21.

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        • amateur51

          Originally posted by mercia View Post
          me too let's try

          Caesar carried on a military orgy versus the Belgians
          Swiss, Germans, Venetians, Britons - you name it
          "Rome is glorious" said Caesar "??????????"
          Many tried it - Vercingetorix for instance
          Caesar knocked him silly for sticking his neck out.
          A bloody nervy fellow, Gaius Iulius, you bet.

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          • french frank
            Administrator/Moderator
            • Feb 2007
            • 30610

            No men may impugn it?
            It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.

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            • amateur51

              Originally posted by french frank View Post
              No men may impugn it?

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              • mercia
                Full Member
                • Nov 2010
                • 8920

                of course <doh>

                I suppose I should't really 'translate' Belgae, Helvetii etc., just leave them alone

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                • vinteuil
                  Full Member
                  • Nov 2010
                  • 13030

                  ... an inscription on a bench on the banks of the Cherwell in Oxford :

                  ORE STABIT FORTIS ARARE PLACET ORE STAT

                  - an inscription which only baffled the Latinists...

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                  • Nick Armstrong
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                    • Nov 2010
                    • 26598

                    Originally posted by Pabmusic View Post
                    Mots d'Heurres: Gousses, Rames
                    Oh Pabs thanks for the reminder about this! It must be 30 years since I saw this admirable recueil

                    Lit-elle messe, moffette,
                    Satan ne te fête,
                    Et digne somme coeurs et nouez.
                    À longue qu’aime est-ce pailles d’Eure.
                    Et ne Satan bise ailleurs
                    Et ne fredonne messe. Moffette, ah, ouais!


                    (Best out-loud, à la Peter Pears...)
                    Last edited by Nick Armstrong; 18-06-13, 15:40. Reason: Correcting spelling before vinteuil pulls me up about it... *whistle*
                    "...the isle is full of noises,
                    Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                    Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                    Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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                    • vinteuil
                      Full Member
                      • Nov 2010
                      • 13030

                      Originally posted by Caliban View Post


                      (Best out-loud, à la Peter Pears...)
                      ... or even, alla Dudley Moore alla Peter Pears

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                      • Nick Armstrong
                        Host
                        • Nov 2010
                        • 26598

                        Originally posted by vinteuil View Post
                        ... or even, alla Dudley Moore alla Peter Pears
                        Res ipsa loquitur, or so I thought....
                        "...the isle is full of noises,
                        Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                        Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                        Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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                        • vinteuil
                          Full Member
                          • Nov 2010
                          • 13030

                          Originally posted by Caliban View Post
                          Res ipsa loquitur, or so I thought....
                          ... vinteuil retires suitably chastened for his obviousness
                          Last edited by vinteuil; 18-06-13, 16:55.

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                          • Nick Armstrong
                            Host
                            • Nov 2010
                            • 26598

                            Originally posted by vinteuil View Post
                            ... vinteuil retires suitably chastened for his obviousness


                            "...the isle is full of noises,
                            Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                            Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                            Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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                            • french frank
                              Administrator/Moderator
                              • Feb 2007
                              • 30610

                              Originally posted by Caliban View Post


                              I'm still trying to work out Recip (Erdogan?) sal??, O quitter. ...
                              It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.

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                              • Nick Armstrong
                                Host
                                • Nov 2010
                                • 26598

                                Originally posted by french frank View Post
                                I'm still trying to work out Recip (Erdogan?) sal??, O quitter. ...
                                A bit of legal Latin doggerel for 'the thing speaks for itself'

                                Bit like Res judicata (when something has already been the subject of a legal ruling) - which led to a priceless secretarial malapropism - she heard that phrase in a dictation and typed it as "Ray and Judy Carter".... .which caused everyone to be puzzled for a while as to who these two new mystery witnesses might be. Lovely couple, the Carters...
                                "...the isle is full of noises,
                                Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                                Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                                Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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