Monday, 18 March 2019

Martial 5.42: two versions

Two versions of a poem much loved by translators.

Thieves may break locks, and with your cash retire:
Your ancient seat may be consumed by fire:
Debtors refuse to pay you what they owe:
On your ungrateful field the seed you sow;
You may be plundered by a jilting whore:
Your ships may sink at sea with all their store:
Who gives to friends, so much from Fate secures;
That is the only wealth forever yours.
-William Hay, 1755

Money will come and go: we all know that.
The most important thing in life
Will always be the people in this room.
Right here, right now.
Salud, mi familia.
-Dominic Toretto, 2011
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