Monday, August 20, 2018

Just Whisper

Auriculam Mario graviter miraris olere.
Tu facis hoc: garris, Nestor, in auriculam.

You wonder that Marius’ ear smells abominably.
You are the cause: you whisper, Nestor, into his ear.

Ti meravigli perché l’orecchio di Mario putisce.
È colpa tua, o Nestore, che gli ciarli all’orecchio.

Martial, Epigrams, Book 3, XXVIII
English translation by Walter C. A. Ker
Italian translation by Giuseppe Lipparini

A lorikeet whispering a secret to its friend. Photo: Nolan Evans.

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