Elogi de la follia (ed. 2)
- Idioma:
- anglès
- Completesa:
- Obra completa
- Autoria:
- Escrita per l'autor
- Estat del text:
- Sense soroll d'escaneig detectat (mesura automàtica sobre tot el text, no revisada a mà)
- Extensió:
- ~36.800 paraules · 175 passatges
Cita aquesta obra
- APAErasme. (n.d.). The Praise of Folly [Elogi de la follia (ed. 2)]. Digital reproduction: SigPhi. https://sigphiai.com/ca/works/erasmus/the-praise-of-folly
- MLAErasme. The Praise of Folly [Elogi de la follia (ed. 2)]. Digital reproduction, SigPhi, https://sigphiai.com/ca/works/erasmus/the-praise-of-folly.
- ChicagoErasme. The Praise of Folly [Elogi de la follia (ed. 2)]. Digital reproduction, SigPhi. https://sigphiai.com/ca/works/erasmus/the-praise-of-folly.
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De què tracta
«Elogi de la follia»: la SEGONA traducció anglesa que hi ha al catàleg.
Context i història
És la mateixa obra que «In Praise of Folly», en unes altres paraules. No és cap duplicat i les dues es queden: dues traduccions són dos llibres, i la numeració dels capítols no s'hi correspon sempre. Per citar, cal dir quina de les dues. Traducció anglesa. El llatí d'Erasme, que és el que s'ha de citar, al catàleg només hi és a l'antologia d'epístoles.
Context editorial, no una font citable: a diferència dels passatges de l'obra, aquestes dades no es poden contrastar amb el corpus.
heretofore they were wont to have their shares, till in one of their angry humors they tumbled him, together with Ate, goddess of mischief, down headlong to the earth, because his wisdom, forsooth, unseasonably disturbed their happiness. Nor since that dares any mortal give him harbor, though I must confess there wanted little but that he had been received into the courts of princes, had not my companion Flattery reigned in chief there, with whom and the other there is no more correspondence than between lambs and wolves. From whence it is that the gods play the fool with the greater liberty and more content to themselves "doing all things carelessly," as says Father Homer, that is to say, without anyone to correct them. For what ridiculous stuff is there which that stump of the fig tree Priapus does not afford them? What tricks and legerdemains with which Mercury does not cloak his thefts? What buffoonery that Vulcan is not guilty of, while one with his polt-foot, another with his smutched muzzle, another with his impertinencies, he makes sport for the rest of the gods? As also that old Silenus with his country dances, Polyphemus footing time to his Cyclops hammers, the nymphs with their jigs, and satyrs with their antics; while Pan makes them all twitter with some coarse ballad, which yet they had rather hear than the Muses themselves, and chiefly when they are well whittled with nectar. Besides, what should I mention what these gods do when they are half drunk? Now by my troth, so foolish that I myself can hardly refrain laughter. But in these matters 'twere better we remembered Harpocrates, lest some eavesdropping god or other take us whispering that which Momus only has the privilege of speaking at length. And therefore, according to Homer's example, I think it high time to leave the gods to themselves, and look down a little on the earth; wherein likewise you'll find nothing frolic or fortunate that it owes not to me.…