heu oor Engels

heu

tussenwerpsel

Vertalings in die woordeboek Latyn - Engels

alas

tussenwerpsel

exclamation of sorrow, etc.

ah

tussenwerpsel

Heu nihil invitis fas quemquam fidere divis!
Ah! vain to boast, if Heaven refuse to aid!

hey

tussenwerpsel

Heu! Apis me pupugit!
Hey! A bee stung me!

oh · ow · woe · say · oh! ah! alas!

voorbeelde

Heu quanti longe retrocenderent, nisi tua præclara exempla inspicerent.
Oh, how far would they have gone backward if they had not beheld Thy glorious example!

Heu, noctis prope terminos Orpheus Eurydicen suam Uidit, perdidit, occidit.
Heu, noctis prope terminos Orpheus Eurydicen suam 50 Vidit, perdidit, occidit.

Hic mihi nescio quod trepido male numen amicum / confusam eripuit mentem: namque avia cursu / dum sequor et nota excedo regione viarum, / heu, misero conjux fatone erepta Creusa / subsistit, erravitne via, seu lassa resedit, / incertum.
Then trembling seized me and, amidst my fear, / what power I know not, but some power unkind / confused my wandering wits, and robbed me of my mind. / For while, the byways following, I left / the beaten track, ah! woe and well away! / my wife Creusa lost me – whether reft / by Fate, or faint or wandering astray, / I know not.

Utinam non essent istæ necessitates, sed solummodo spirituales animæ refectiones, quas heu satis raro degustamus. 10.
that these necessities were not, but only the spiritual refreshments of the soul, which alas we taste too seldom. 9.

Heu, quis te casus deiectam coniuge tanto excipit, aut quae digna satis fortuna revisit Hectoris Andromachen?
quis te casus deiectam coniuge tanto excipit, aut quae digna satis fortuna reuisit, Hectoris Andromache?

His super infrendens sic secum Œnotria tellus: «Tantone, heu Superi!
His super infrendens sic secum Oenotria Tellus: “tantone (heu superi!)

Heu! Computatorium meum fractum est!
Aaah!! My computer is broken!

Equidem, heu! agnoscere debemus millennium hoc quod fere abiit, aevum fuisse magnorum discidiorum inter christianos.
Of course, we unfortunately have to acknowledge the fact that the Millennium which is about to end is the one in which there have occurred the great separations between Christians.

5 eripuisti, heu heu nostrae crudele uenenum uitae, heu heu nostrae pestis amicitiae.
5 Eripuisti, heu heu nostrae crudele venenum Vitae, heu heu nostrae pestis amicitiae.

Heu pietas, heu prisca fides, invictaque bello dextera!
heu pietas, heu prisca fides invictaque hello dextera!

heu, tua nobis paene simul tecum solacia rapta, Menalca!
Tua nobis paene simul tecum solacia rapta, Menalca?

"Namque ut conspectu in medio turbatus, inermis, / constitit, atque oculis Phrygia agmina circumspexit, / 'Heu, quae nunc tellus,' inquit, 'quae me aequora possunt / accipere, aut quid jam misero mihi denique restat, / cui neque apud Danaos usquam locus, et super ipsi / Dardanidae infensi poenas cum sanguine poscunt?'"
"As, scared the Phrygian ranks to see, / confused, unarmed, amid the gazing throng, / he stood, 'Alas! what spot on earth or sea / is left,' he cried, 'to shield a wretch like me, / whom Dardans seek in punishment to kill, / and Greeks disown?'"

Heu! Apis me pupugit!
Hey! A bee stung me!

Heu quam vicina est ultima terra mihi!
Alas! almost my only one!

Degeneres animos timor arguit: heu, quibus ille iactatus fatis!
degeneres animos timor arguit. heu, quibus ille

heu fuluas animo transgressa leaenas!
heu fulvas animo transgressa leaenas !

"Heu, quis te casus dejectam conjuge tanto / excipit, aut quae digna satis fortuna revisit? / Hectoris, Andromache, Pyrrhin' connubia servas?"
"Alas! what lot is thine? What worthy fate / hath caught thee, fallen from a spouse so high? / Hector's Andromache, art thou the mate / of Pyrrhus?"

Heu, quis te casus deiectam coniuge tanto excipit, aut quae digna satis fortuna revisit Hectoris Andromachen?
quis te casus deiectam coniuge tanto excipit, aut quae digna satis fortuna revisit, Hectoris Andromache?

heu fatis Superi certasse minores!
heu fatis superi certare minores!

"Heu, quis te casus dejectam conjuge tanto / excipit, aut quæ digna satis fortuna revisit? / Hectoris, Andromache, Pyrrhin' connubia servas?"
"Alas! what lot is thine? What worthy fate / hath caught thee, fallen from a spouse so high? / Hector's Andromache, art thou the mate / of Pyrrhus?"

illa refert: r heu dura parens nataeque peremptae inmemor!
' Ilia refert : 'heu dura parens nataeque peremptae inmemor !

"Namque ut conspectu in medio turbatus, inermis, / constitit, atque oculis Phrygia agmina circumspexit, / 'Heu, quæ nunc tellus,' inquit, 'quæ me æquora possunt / accipere, aut quid jam misero mihi denique restat, / cui neque apud Danaos usquam locus, et super ipsi / Dardanidæ infensi pœnas cum sanguine poscunt?'"
"As, scared the Phrygian ranks to see, / confused, unarmed, amid the gazing throng, / he stood, 'Alas! what spot on earth or sea / is left,' he cried, 'to shield a wretch like me, / whom Dardans seek in punishment to kill, / and Greeks disown?'"

Heu nihil invitis fas quemquam fidere divis!
Heu nihil inuitis fas quemquam fidere diuis!

"Quid miserum, Aenea, laceras? Jam parce sepulto, / parce pias scelerare manus: non me tibi Troja / externum tulit, aut cruor hic de stipite manat. / Heu fuge crudeles terras, fuge litus avarum: / nam Polydorus ego. Hic confixum ferrea texit / telorum seges et jaculis increvit acutis."
"Spare, O AEneas, spare a wretch, nor shame / thy guiltless hands, but let the dead repose. / From Troy, no alien to thy race, I came. / O, fly this greedy shore, these cruel foes! / Not from the tree – from Polydorus flows / this blood, for I am Polydorus. Here / an iron crop o'erwhelmed me, and uprose / bristling with pointed javelins."

Ille nihil, nec me quærentem vana moratur, / sed graviter gemitus imo de pectore ducens, / "Heu fuge, nate dea, teque his, ait, eripe flammis. / Hostis habet muros; ruit alta a culmine Troja. / Sat patriæ Priamoque datum."
To such vain quest he cared not to reply, / but, heaving from his breast a deep-drawn sigh, / "Fly, Goddess-born! and get thee from the fire! / The foes", he said, "are on the ramparts. Fly! / All Troy is tumbling from her topmost spire. / No more can Priam's land, nor Priam's self require."