Unit 1 · poem · elegiac_couplet · 10 lines
Latin
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IBis inepte Liber : ronchos & inania vulgi
Tædia diſce pati : non mea, culpa tua eſt.
Et Medici & Vates intra ſua pulpita nugas
Mille tuas tacitâ non ſine laude legent.
Poſt tamen in triviis damnabere : fabula fies
Publica ; ſed moneo, tu modò diſce pati.
Hic tua ridebit medicamina, ut ille poëſim :
Alter erit Vates, cui nec eris Medicus.
English
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Source lines 9-10
Vade tamen : mitis domini templa ampla ſubito.
Huic, ſatis & ſuper eſt, ſi ſatis eſſe potes.
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You will go forth, foolish Book: learn to endure the sneers
and empty annoyances of the mob: the fault is yours, not mine.
Both Physicians and Poets within their pulpits will read
your thousand trifles not without silent praise.
Yet afterward you will be condemned at the crossroads: you will become
a public fable; but I warn you, just learn to endure.
This one will laugh at your medicines, as that one your poetry:
Another will be a Poet, for whom you will not be a Physician.
Go nevertheless: approach the spacious temples of a gentle master.
For him, it is enough and more than enough, if you can be enough.