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Sint | il | li | quos | fa | vet | su | is | si | de | ri | bus
Pu | bli | co | ho | no | re | et | ti | tu | lis | su | per | bis | glo | ri | an | tur,
Dum | e | go, | quem | for | tu | na | ta | li | um | tri | um | phi | pro | hi | bet,
In | o | pi | na | lae | ti | ti | a | in | e | o | quod | max | i | me | ho | no | ro.
Mag | ni | prin | ci | pum | di | lec | ti | su | as | pul | chras | fron | des | ex | pan | dunt
Si | cut | ca | len | du | la | ad | o | cu | lum | so | lis,
Et | in | se | ip | sis | su | per | bi | a | su | a | se | pe | li | tur,
Nam | ad | fron | tem | mo | ri | un | tur | in | glo | ri | a | su | a.
Do | lo | ro | sus | bel | la | tor | ob | pug | nam | fa | mo | sus,
Post | mil | le | vic | to | ri | as | se | mel | su | pe | ra | tus,
E | li | bro | ho | no | ris | pe | ni | tus | de | le | tus | est,
Et | re | li | qua | om | ni | a | ob | li | ta | sunt | pro | qui | bus | la | bo | ra | vit:
Tunc | fe | lix | e | go, | qui | a | mo | et | a | ma | tus | sum
U | bi | ne | que | re | mo | ve | ri | nec | a | mo | ve | ri | pos | sum.
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,
Unlooked for joy in that I honour most.
Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories once foiled,
Is from the book of honour razèd quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toiled:
Then happy I, that love and am beloved
Where I may not remove nor be removed.
Sint illi quos favet suis sideribus
Publico honore et titulis superbis gloriantur,
Dum ego, quem fortuna talium triumphi prohibet,
Inopina laetitia in eo quod maxime honoro.
Magni principum dilecti suas pulchras frondes expandunt
Sicut calendula ad oculum solis,
Et in se ipsis superbia sua sepelitur,
Nam ad frontem moriuntur in gloria sua.
Dolorosus bellator ob pugnam famosus,
Post mille victorias semel superatus,
E libro honoris penitus deletus est,
Et reliqua omnia oblita sunt pro quibus laboravit:
Tunc felix ego, qui amo et amatus sum
Ubi neque removeri nec amoveri possum.
