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The Bibelot

VOLUME I

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From The Bibelot, A Reprint of Poetry and Prose for Book Lovers, chosen in part from scarce editions and sources not generally known, Volume I, Number III, Testimonial Edition, Edited and Originally Published by Thomas B. Mosher, Portland, Maine; Wm. Wise & Co.; New York; 1895; pp. 87-8.

III.   MEDIÆVAL LATIN STUDENTS’ SONGS




87

“Having alluded to Gaudeamus Igitur, I shall close my translations with a version of it into English. The dependence of this lyric poem upon the rhythm and substance of the poem on Contempt for the World, . . . is perhaps the reason why it is sung by German student after the funeral of a comrade. The Office for the Dead sounding in their ears, occasions the startling igitur with which it opens; and their mind reverts to solemn phrases in the midst of masculine determination to enjoy the present while it is yet theirs.”














GAUDEAMUS
IGITUR.




























LET us live then and be glad,
While young life’s before us!
        After youthful pastime had,
        After old age hard and sad,
    Earth will slumber o’er us.


Where are they who in this world,
    Ere we kept, were keeping?
        Go ye to the gods above;
         Go to hell; inquire thereof:
They are not; they’re sleeping.

88
Brief is life, and brevity
    Briefly shall be ended:
        Death comes like a whirlwind strong.
        Bears us with his blast along;
    None shall be defended.


Live this university,
    Men that learning nourish;
        Live each member of the same,
        Long live all that bear its name;
    Let them ever flourish!


Live the commonwealth also,
    And the men that guide it!
        Live our town in strength and health,
        Founders, patrons, by whose wealth
    We are here provided!


Live all girls! A health to you,
    Melting maids and beauteous!
        Live the wives and women too,
        Gentle, loving, tender, true,
    Good, industrious, duteous!


Perish cares that pule and pine!
    Perish envious blamers!
        Die the Devil, thine and mine!
        Die the starch-neck Philistine!
    Scoffers and defamers!




















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