Jacob Cats, Spiegel (The Hague, 1632)

Emblem 45

A young man draws back his hand from the dish with coals offered by a young woman; behind her a masked man is playing a lute

A young man draws back his hand from the dish with coals offered by a young woman; behind her a masked man is playing a lute
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O tinge o brusciaItalian

Either it stains or it burns.AI-generated

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A round medallion-shaped frame (a thick dark ring set into a square plate with hatched corner spandrels) encloses an interior scene. In a richly curtained room a woman in elaborate court dress — high lace ruff, pearl necklace, puffed sleeves, a long dark overmantle trailing behind her and a pale satin skirt, her hair dressed high — stands in the centre and holds out a footed brazier or chafing dish from which coals glow and smoke rises. Facing her at the right a young gentleman in a broad plumed hat, lace collar, slashed doublet, sash and rapier, with rosettes on his shoes, reaches toward the dish with both hands, hesitating. Behind them at the left a seated figure in a masked face (a grotesque mask) and feathered cap, wearing striped breeches, plays a lute. At the far right stands a small round table with a white cloth bearing two wine glasses; at the left is an upholstered chair or bench. Below the picture a scrollwork banderole carries the motto.

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De Iongelingh spreeckt. Ick sie wel, weelde-kint, ghy biedt my dese kolen, Maer onder u geschenck daer is bedrogh verholen, Ick weet wie dat ghy zijt, en watter van u koomt, Dies hebb' ick dubbel recht van u te zijn beschroomt; Tast' ick daer 'tniet en gloeyt, het vuyl kleeft aen mijn handen, En grijp ick daer het vonckt, gewis ick sal my branden; Dus ben ick in gevaer waer ick de vingers set, U kool doet als haer vrou, sy brant, of sy besmet.

TranslationAI-generated

The young man speaks. I see well, child of luxury, that you offer me these coals, But under your gift deceit lies hidden, I know who you are, and what comes from you, Therefore I have double reason to be wary of you; If I touch where it does not glow, the filth sticks to my hands, And if I grasp where it sparks, surely I shall burn myself; So I am in danger wherever I put my fingers, Your coal does as its mistress does: it burns, or it defiles.

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13 passages · original left, translation right (click to fold)

Ital. Nella guerra d'amore chi fuge, vince.

Italian. In the war of love, he who flees, conquers.

Lat. Ars Margaretæ est admirabile rete, Attrahit ut viscus, interimit ut basiliscus.

Latin. Margaret's art is a marvellous net; it attracts like birdlime, it kills like a basilisk.

Ital. Cortigiana che ti stringe, E le braccia al collo cinge, Poco t'ama è molto finge, E nel fin t'abrussia ó tinge.

Italian. The courtesan who embraces you and puts her arms about your neck loves you little and feigns much, and in the end she burns you or stains you.

Spaens. Ca la muger y el denero Non te burles companero.

Spanish. With woman and with money do not trifle, comrade.

Franç. Assez gagne, qui putain perd.

French. He gains enough who loses a whore.

Nederl. Een Hoere quijt te gaen/ is veel ghewonnen.

Dutch. To be rid of a whore is much gained.

'Tis quaet den duyvel een hant-schrift te geven/ want men moet de quitantie inde Helle halen.

It is a bad thing to give the devil a written bond, for one must fetch the receipt in Hell.

Syr. 9. 11. Plusieurs s'emerueillants de la beauté de la femme estrangere ont esté reprouvez, car le parler d'icelle est bruslant comme le feu.

Sirach 9:11. Many, marvelling at the beauty of a strange woman, have been cast away, for her speech burns like fire.

Syr. 42. 14. Mieux vaut la malice de l'homme que la femme bien faisant, voire la femme qui apporte honte & reproche.

Sirach 42:14. Better is the wickedness of a man than a well-doing woman, that is, a woman who brings shame and reproach.

Ios. Scaliger.

Morum malorum pestilentus spiritus Sive afflat, aufert; sive stringit, inficit: Quare ne te ullis allinet contagijs Pruritus aliquis, tale contubernium Odisse propera; namque si mores malos Non oderimus, non amabimus bonos.

Joseph Scaliger.

The pestilent breath of evil manners, whether it blows upon you, carries you off; or whether it touches you, infects you. Therefore, lest some itching lust smear you with any contagion, make haste to hate such company; for if we do not hate bad morals, we shall not love good ones.

Andoenus.

Si renum cupis incolumem servare salutem, Sirenum cantus effuge, tutus eris.

Owen.

If you wish to keep the health of your loins unharmed, flee the songs of the Sirens, and you will be safe.

Prov. 6. 27.

Hoe soude yemant op kolen gaen dat sijn voeten niet en verbranden? Of kan yemant vyer in sijnen boesem dragen dat sijn kleet niet en verberne? also gaet het dien / die tot sijns naestens wijf gaet / wie haer aenraeckt en sal niet onschuldigh blijven.

Proverbs 6:27. How should anyone walk upon coals without his feet being burnt? Or can anyone carry fire in his bosom without his garment being burnt? So it goes with him who goes in to his neighbour's wife: whoever touches her shall not remain innocent.

Drusius in Prov. Bensire 2. alpheb. dalet.

Abstrahe carnem à muliere lepidâ, tanquam à cumulo prunarum.

Drusius on the Proverbs of Ben Sira, 2nd alphabet, letter daleth.

Withdraw your flesh from a charming woman, as from a heap of burning coals.

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Copy: University Library, Glasgow, Stirling Maxwell 1288