To the Sun:
Cherish this tree you see before you
upon this shore blossoming with flowers
beside these clear waters.
O Creator of All Things,
Who Knows What Fate holds,
Who Moves the Heavens of each solstice,
I consecrate this tree.
I beg you to defend the Cypress [Cyparissus]
let neither the heat of summer
nor the ice of winter harm him.
May this beloved tree endure
formerly cherished by you, now even more so cherished by me.
----Faustus Sabaeus, Picta Poesis Ovidiana (1580)
Ad Solem.
Hanc tibi, quam cernis, radiantem floribus oram,
propter aquae fluvium lucidioris habe.
Consecro, cunctorum o genitor, quae circuit orbis:
quae fati, et variant conscia signa poli.
Solstitiis utrisque, precor defende Cupressum;
ne noceant aestus, ne glacialis hiemis.
arbor enim Chariti nostrae dilecta perennet:
quondam cura tui, nunc mage cura mei.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.