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Latest revision as of 20:03, 20 February 2024
Latin 09r
¶ Sum fidei sincerus ego situs en[1] muliebris.
Letiferosque operor geminatis ictibus ictus.
- ¶ Dens aprinus ego sum fortis et horridus audax.
Quos facis[2] haud vereor ictus. nec posse fatemur
¶ In terram projecta fuit tua nempe tricuspis.
Sed mea percutiet languenti vulnere vultum.
Italian
[27a-c] Posta de dona son de lielta pura
Grandi colpi io faço oltra mesura
- I am the Stance of the Queen, of pure loyalty:
I make great blows from a different measure.
[27a-d] Dent de zenchiar son pieno de ardiment
Colpi de aça a'mi non po fare niemt[!]
- I am the Boar's Tusk, full of daring:
Blows of the axe can do nothing to me.
[27b-a] La'tua aça in terra o rebatuda
Tosto la mia in lo volto ti sera metuda
- I have beaten your axe to the ground;
Quickly will mine be thrust in your face.
English 09r
¶ Behold, I, the position of the woman, am pure of faith.
and by doubling the strike, I carry out the fatal strikes.
¶ I the boar's tusk, am strong, frightful, and bold
I have no respect at all for the strike of anyone's axe; neither do we admit the possibility.
¶ Your triple-point has truly been thrown down into the ground.
But mine will strike [your] visage with a wilting wound.
