Poem, no date (1606), Heinrich Nollius to Justus Thilo (BP.Nollius.1606-01)
| Author: | Heinrich Nollius |
| Recipient: | Justus Thilo |
| Type: | Poem |
| Date: | no date [1606] |
| Pages: | 1 |
| Language: | Latin |
| Quote as: | https://www.theatrum-paracelsicum.com/index.php?curid=5650 |
| Editor: | Edited by Julian Paulus |
| Source: | Heinrich Nollius, Aphorismi miscellanei ex philosophia congesti, Defendent:, Jena: Tobias Steinmann 1606, sig. B4r [BP.Nollius.1606-01]
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| Translation: | Raw translation see below |
| Abstract: | The poem, dedicated to a youth named Justus Thilo, praises the pursuit of knowledge and the arts over the conflict of war and physical strength. It encourages Thilo to continue his scholarly endeavors in the realm of the Muses, where truth triumphs over falsehood. The poem applauds Thilo's commitment to wisdom and defends the torch of truth he seeks to uphold. It concludes by promising that Thilo's efforts will be rewarded with honor, fame, and enduring praise. (generated by Chat-GPT) |
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[sig. B4r] Politissimo juveni Justo Thiloni, respondenti.
Martia bella sonant, artis certatur & armis:
Hic animus, firmi pulcherrima corporis illîc
Machina pertentat vires: sed gratius usque
Bellum Musarum, quo falsum vincitur, atque
Lux veri superat tenebras: perdocte quis ergò
Thilo tuum studium sapiens reprehendet, & uncis
Suspendet nasis, Sophiæ quod castra sequaris,
Conerisq́ue facem veri defendere? perge:
Musæ Laurigeræ sertis tua tempora cingent:
Semper honos, nomenq́ue tuum, laudesq́ue manebunt.
M. Heinricus Nollius Præses fac[it].
English Raw Translation
Generated by ChatGPT-4 on 31 December 2023. Attention: This translation is a machine translation by artificial intelligence. The translation has not been checked and should not be cited without additional human verification.
To the Most Learned Youth, Justus Thilo, respondent.
In martial strife resound, the contest of skill and arms:
Here the mind, there the most beautiful machine of a firm body
Tests its strength. But more pleasing is the war of the Muses,
Where falsehood is defeated, and the light of truth surpasses darkness.
Therefore, who wisely will criticize your zeal, Thilo,
And hang ridicule on hooked noses because you follow the camp of Wisdom,
And endeavor to defend the torch of truth? Go on:
The Muse with laurel wreaths will crown your brow,
Always, your honor, your name, and your praises will endure.
M. Heinrich Nollius, the President, made it.
