Si qua tui Corydonis habet te cura, venito. VIN huc digrediens, Merione, visis ovilia Et mecum teneras claudis oves cratibus in suis? Splendentes liqvido sol radios fundit ab aethere, Sed tu sole micas splendidior, saviolum meum. Primus virginei Merione fulget honor chori, Tondet vacca mihi cum vitulo gramina pingvia, K. Arbor Indica. ERTUR, ubi silvas fluvio rigat Indus odoras, Namqve nec ad laetum protendit bracchia caelum, Nec patulas aperit sole iubente comas; Sed magis ad caram ramos vult flectere terram, Frondis enim fuit haec nutrix custosqve tenellae ; E. H. G. Ungrateful Beauty. NOW, Celia, since thou art so proud, That killing power is none of thine, Thou art my star, shin'st in my skies. CAREW. The Faithless Knight. O whom replied King Arthur, much in wrath : Unknightly, traitor-hearted! Woe is me! Authority forgets a dying king, Laid widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will. I see thee what thou art. In whom should meet the offices of all, ; Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence : I will arise and slay thee with my hands. TENNYSON. Caelo Musa beat. ELIA, si superbis, Me tibi scito decoris qvidqvid habes parasse: De grege viliorum Una vixisses Venerum, nullo in honore forma, Ni mea Musa pennis Aureae Famae titulos ferre tuos dedisset. Non tua dos placere, Non tua est: voce atqve oculis me tribuente polles : Qvod decet est meum in te : In meo semper rutilas aethere dulce sidus. Num, mea dona, caelum Possidens, in me supera mittis ab arce fulmen? Κ. Laesa Fides. Πρὸς ὃν δι ̓ ὀργῆς πικρὸς ἀντηύδησ ̓ ἄναξ· τα H. A. J. M. Autumn. HE Autumn is old, The vintage is ripe, The year's in the wane, And the day has no morning: The rivers run chill, The red sun is sinking, And life is fast shrinking : Here's enow for sad thinking. HOOD. Das Wesen des Epigramms. Bald ist das Epigramm ein Pfeil, Ist bald ein Schwert, Trifft mit der Schärfe; Ist manchmal auch die Griechen liebten's so- Zum Brennen nicht, nur zum Erleuchten. KLOPSTOCK. Οἵη περ φύλλων γενεή. PARGIT deciduas iam gravior comas Et me flere iubet senem. En nunc uva rubet, messibus horrea Respondere laboribus. Annus non solito flore superbiens Brumales monitus pallet; adest comes Non Aurora diei, Non nocti suus Hesperus. Currit frigidior rivus; abit rubens Phoebus; vita mihi contrahitur simul, Mecum tristibus ingemo. W. G. C. Epigramma quale sit. UNC Epigramma ferit figentis more sagittae; |