The Sabines (/ˈseɪbaɪn/; Latin: Sabini; Ancient Greek: Σαβῖνοι) were an Italic tribe which lived in the central Apennines of ancient Italy, also inhabiting Latium north of the Anio before the founding of Rome. The above names, English, Latin and Greek, are all exonyms.
The Sabines divided into two populations just after the founding of Rome, which is described by Roman legend. The division, however it came about, is not legendary. The population closer to Rome transplanted itself to the new city and united with the pre-existing citizenry, beginning a new heritage that descended from the Sabines but was also Latinized. The second population remained a mountain tribal state, coming finally to war against Rome for its independence along with all the other Italic tribes. After losing, it became assimilated into the Roman Republic.
There is little record of the Sabine language; however, there are some glosses by ancient commentators, and one or two inscriptions have been tentatively identified as Sabine. There are also personal names in use on Latin inscriptions from Sabine country, but these are given in Latin form. Robert Seymour Conway, in his Italic Dialects, gives approximately 100 words which vary from being well attested as Sabine to being possibly of Sabine origin. In addition to these he cites place names derived from the Sabine, sometimes giving attempts at reconstructions of the Sabine form. Based on all the evidence, the Linguist List tentatively classifies Sabine as a member of the Umbrian Group of Italic languages of Indo-European family.
Joseph Sabine FRS (6 June 1770 – 24 January 1837) was an English lawyer, naturalist and writer on horticulture.
Sabine was born into a prominent Anglo-Irish family in Tewin, Hertfordshire, the eldest son of Joseph Sabine. His younger brother was Sir Edward Sabine.
Sabine practiced law until 1808, when he was appointed Inspector General of Taxes, a position he held until 1835. He had a lifelong interest in natural history and was an original fellow of the Linnean Society, elected on 7 November 1779.
He was honorary secretary of the Royal Horticultural Society from 1810 to 1830, and treasurer, and received their gold medal for organising the accounts left in a state of disarray by Richard Anthony Salisbury. The society's gardens at Hammersmith, then Chiswick, were established under his guidance. He sent David Douglas and others to collect specimens, and initiated local societies as extensions of the society. He contributed around forty papers for their Transactions, on garden flowers and vegetables. His management of the accounts led to large debts, and after a threat of censure by a committee he resigned in 1830.
Sabine refers to:
Auf einer Party da fing alles an
Ihr Kleid war kurz und ihre Wimpern lang
Sie sagte jedem ich bin Blond na und
Die andern Weiber hatten Schaum vorm Mund
Ich setzte mich mit meinem Glas zu ihr
Die Blicke aller Typen folgten mir
Ich fragte darf ich dir n glas Wein spendiern
Sie sagte: nein ich trink bloß Schnaps und Bier
Ihr Name war Sabine
Und mir viel nur das eine ein
Na alles klar Sabine
Du bist zu schön um war zu sein
Ihr Herz war Groß, die Lippen rot wie Blut
Und auch der Rest gefiel mir absolut
Ich gebe zu ich war echt hin und weg
Für die da schmeiß ich einfach alles weg
Sie hat gesagt sie wär verliebt in mich
Ich dacht mir diese Augen lügen nicht
Sie war das schönste Mädchen, dass ich kenn
Und außerdem war sie noch Schalke Fan
Ihr Name war Sabine
Und mir viel nur das eine ein
Na alles klar Sabine
Du bist zu schön um war zu sein
Ihr Name war Sabine
Und mir viel nur das eine ein
Na alles klar Sabine
Du bist zu schön um war zu sein
Wir beide tanzten dann um Mitternacht
Und da kam mir ein schrecklicher Verdacht
An mir war irgendwie ein Teil zu viel,
Bis mir’s wie Schuppen von den Augen viel
Sein Name war Sabine
Und mir viel nur das eine ein
Na alles klar Sabine
Du bist zu schön um war zu sein
Sein Name war Sabine
Und mir viel nur das eine ein
Na alles klar Sabine
Du bist zu schön um war zu sein
Sein Name war Sabine
Und mir viel nur das eine ein
Na alles klar Sabine
Du bist zu schön um war zu sein