Saturday, 18 June 2016

Phaedrus 1.26: too much ambition.



Fables are reflections of morality and folk wisdom in societies, often from the point of view of the less well off. It is for this reason that this genre is of great interest for historians of mentality. Part of the charm of fables is too that we modern readers can still identify with the morals expressed in them, Take for instance the following fable: a frog (rana) sees a cow (bos, bovis) and overtaking by jealousy she puff herself up to the point she bursts. It is not difficult to see people, companies or states trying to imitate the more powerful and ending bankrupt. Indeed, the second part of this word –rupt – is the very same as rupta. Be warned!

Phaedrus 1.26. Rana Rupta et Bos
Meter:  senarius (6 feet iambic)

Inops, potentem dum vult imitari, perit.
In prato quondam rana conspexit bovem,
et tacta invidia tantae magnitudinis
rugosam inflavit pellem. Tum natos suos
interrogavit an bove esset latior.
Illi negarunt. Rursus intendit cutem
maiore nisu, et simili quaesivit modo,
quis maior esset. Illi dixerunt 'bovem'.
Novissime indignata, dum vult validius
inflare sese, rupto iacuit corpore.

rumpo rupi ruptum: to burst
inops inopis: without recourses, poor, a poor man
potens potentis: mighty, a mighty man
pereo perii per(ivi): to pass away, get destroyed
pratum: meadow
quondam: `once’
tacta invidia tantae magnitudinis: `touched by envy for such size (gen. obj.)’
rugosus: wrinkled
pellis pellis (f.): skin
natus: child
latus: broad
rursus: again
intendo intendi intentum: to stretch out
cutis cutis (f.): skin
nisus nisus (m.): effort
simili modo: in the same way
quis: in classical Latin uter is used `who of both’
novissime: ultimately
validus: strong (validius with inflare)
iaceo iacui iacitum: to lie

 


Translation by C. Smart (1765)

The Proud Frog

When poor men to expenses run,
And ape their betters, they 're undone.
An Ox the Frog a-grazing view'd,
And envying his magnitude,
She puffs her wrinkled skin, and tries
To vie with his enormous size:
Then asks her young to own at least
That she was bigger than the beast.
They answer, No. With might and main
She swells and strains, and swells again.
"Now for it, who has got the day ?"
The Ox is larger still, they say.
At length, with more and more ado,
She raged and puffed, and burst in two.
 



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