Original Old Norse: | Auden & Taylor: | Bellows: | Bray: |
Hugr einn þat veit er býr hjarta nær einn er hann sér um sefa øng er sótt verri hveim snotrum manni en sér øngu at una |
The mind alone knows what is near the heart, Each is his own judge: The worst sickness for a wise man Is to crave what he cannot enjoy. |
The head alone knows | what dwells near the heart, A man knows his mind alone; No sickness is worse | to one who is wise Than to lack the longed-for joy. |
Billing's daughter I found on her bed, fairer than sunlight sleeping, and the sweets of lordship seemed to me nought, save I lived with that lovely form. |
Chisholm: | Hollander: | Terry: | Thorpe: |
Only your own mind knows what is dearest to your heart. Each counsels himself. There is no worse illness for a sage than losing love for himself. |
One's self only knows what is near one's heart, each reads but himself aright; no sickness seems to sound mind worse than to have lost all liking for life. |
Only you can know what lives near your heart, see clearly into yourself; for the wise man, no sickness is worse than nothing left to love. |
The mind only knows what lies near the heart, that alone is conscious of our affections. No disease is worse to a sensible man than not to be content with himself.d |
In a section about love, there are a couple of stanzas that get very philosophical and general. Along with 94, this one is more general than just love or lust. The mind knows what's near the heart. I take it that's inside one person. So you'll never know what's dear to another. Thinking bad thoughts about yourself is a terrible cancer. In the news we read about "poor self esteem". That's is what the second half of this stanza is about but the self esteem trend takes that too far. |
Monday, May 28, 2018
Stanza 95
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