Eduardus Stachura, poeta, cuius carmina optime canit hospes noster hodiernus, Budyń, alicubi deplorat nimis maturum finem noctis in amicae amplexibus peractae:

Nieśmiało sunie brzask,                        

Zatrzymać chciałbym czas.                  

Inaczej jest...                                        

Czas musi biec.      

Idem Latine:

Noctem Eos mox expellet.

Refrenare tempus vellem.

Numquam fiet id:

tempus semper it.

Talis maestitia voluptatem Veneream vitiare potest. Ideo potius imitandus mihi videtur impedimenta amoris despiciens vir, de quo narrat is limericus Anglicus ante plus quam octoginta annos scriptus:

 

There was a young plumber of Leigh

Who was plumbing a girl by the sea.

She said. “Stop your plumbing,

There’s somebody coming!”

Said the plumber, still plumbing: “It’s me!”[1]

 

Quem limericum ita conatus sum Polonice et Latine reddere:

 

Edmund Hillary – każdy go zna –                           

z młodym Szerpą się gził na K2.                              

– Proszę wyjść mi z odbytu!                                    

Ktoś się zbliża do szczytu!                                       

Na to Edmund, wciąż dupcząc: – To ja!                  

 

Quaedam femina (quaenam, id tego)

se in hortis praebebat Cethego.

Ea dixit: – Abito!

Pluet Iuppiter cito!

Is non desinens ait: – Et ego!

 

                                                                       Nicolaus Simonides