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The end was drawing on: the golden bowl was breaking; the silver cord was fast being loosed that animula, blandula, vagula, hospes, comesque, was about to flee. The body and the soul companions for sixty years were being sundered, and taking leave.
"Animula vagula, blandula, Hospes, comesque corporis, Quae nunc abibis in loca, Pallidula, rigida, nudula, Nee, ut soles, dabis jocos?" It sounds a little gloomy as a quotation, but, fortunately for Germany and the Emperor, for "nunc" can be put, pace the poet, the indefinite, yet all too definite, "aliquando."
"Ailie, ma woman!" "Ma ain bonnie wee dawtie!" The end was drawing on: the golden bowl was breaking; the silver cord was fast being loosed that animula blandula, vagula, hospes, comesque, was about to flee. The body and the soul companions for sixty years were being sundered, and taking leave.
My death will not be so fine as hers: I shall not breathe my soul into the soul of my loved one: yet I shall be a gay travelling-companion." Pain interrupted his words. When it ceased, he laughed at himself. "How a foolish mass of flesh protests! It will not allow itself to be overlorded. Yet we were only guests here! 'Animula, vagula, blandula. Hospes comesque corporis. Quae nunc adibis loca?
Animula, vagula, blandula, Hospes, comesque corporis Quæ nonc abibis in loca, Pallidula, rigida, nudula? Nec, ut soles, dabis jocos. Thus imitated by Prior: Poor little pretty fluttering thing, Must we no longer live together? And dost thou prune thy trembling wing To take thy flight thou know'st not whither?
The caressing tone in which the Emperor Hadrian addresses his soul is very much like that of an old person talking with a grandchild or some other pet: "Animula, vagula, blandula, Hospes comesque corporis." "Dear little, flitting, pleasing sprite, The body's comrade and its guest." How like the language of Catullus to Lesbia's sparrow!
The end was drawing on: the golden bowl was breaking; the silver cord was fast being loosed; that animula blandula, vagula, hospes, comesque, was about to flee. The body and the soul companions for sixty years were being sundered, and taking leave.
'Until very lately solution of continuity was a favourite phrase with English surgeons; where a bone was broken, or the flesh, &c. cut or lacerated, there was a solution of continuity. See ante, ii. 106, for laceration. He died March 11, 1780, aged 40. Gent. Mag. 1780, p. 155. 'Animula, vagula, blandula, Hospes comesque corporis, Quæ nunc abibis in loca, Pallidula, rigida, nudula?
"Animula vagula, blandula, Hospes comesque corporis," graduates into the higher sensitiveness of the lower class of animals. Nor need we hesitate to recognize the fine gradations from simple sensitiveness and volition to the higher instinctive and to the other psychical manifestations of the higher brute animals. The gradation is undoubted, however we may explain it.
The caressing tone in which the Emperor Hadrian addresses his soul is very much like that of an old person talking with a grandchild or some other pet: "Animula, vagula, blandula, Hospes comesque corporis." "Dear little, flitting, pleasing sprite, The body's comrade and its guest." How like the language of Catullus to Lesbia's sparrow!
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