̓Αμφ' "Αρεος φιλότητος ἐϋστεφάνου τ' Αφροδίτης. (ON sitit aestivo laticem sub sole viator Acrius, id gratum qvam dea munus avet. Cernit opem praesto, nec opem tamen invenit ullam, Se lavit in gelida, sed furit ignis, aqva. O miserere, loqvi dein orsa est, oscula qvaero ista negas Sola; puer saxo saepte cor, ? Qvod supplex ego te, cupidus me saepe poposcit Qvaecumqve ingreditur proelia, victor abit. Cuius et eduris parent durissima nervis Nec me meminisse pigebit. H. A. J. M. BLITUS omnes ut tui vivam dies? Cesset avis liqvido mulcere silvas carmine: Oblitus omnes ut tui vivam dies? Negligat unda maris tumere sub lunae face: Siticulosa nutet immemor rosa Nectareos bibere rorantis Hesperi scyphos : Tuo paternum corde litus effluat, Notaqve caeruleo fulgore vasta montium, Vultusqve amatus qvisqve, et a puertia Plurima deliciis signata plurimis loca: Qvorum simul te ceperint oblivia, Excideris animo tu, cara, tum demum meo. K. May Morning. OW the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap strows The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth and youth and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing; Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long. MILTON. Woman. JICKLEST of things is Woman, once I thought: S. A. Epitaph of an Infant. HE took the cup of life to sip; MEOLE CHURCHYARD. It Ver. AM, fax diei praevia, Lucifer Ducit. Eum croceamqve caltham Sparsisse cernas e viridi sinu et Laetitiae facilem datorem, Te fervidorum, Maie, cupidinum et Clivusqve felix. Sic bona dicimus K. Levior Cortice. OC ego credideram, levius nihil esse puella; Qvae propria constans in levitate manet. Ὦ Θάνατε παιών. Ζωῆς δέπας λαβοῦσ ̓ ἐγεύεθ' Ηδύλη, J. H. C. T. C. The idle Shepherd Boys. HE valley rings with mirth and joy; The Magpie chatters with delight; The mountain Raven's youngling brood Beneath a rock, upon the grass, Those Shepherds wear the time away. WORDSWORTH. On a Pipe in the Temple of Venus. AY, rustic Pipe, in Cytherea's dome Why sounds this echo of a shepherd's home? Nor rocks nor valleys here invite the strain But all is Love: go seek thy hills again. ; HODGSON (from the GREEK ANTHOLOGY). Νέα γὰρ φροντὶς οὐκ ἀλγεῖν φιλεῖ. ER vallem resonant leves cachinni ; En qva rupe sub imminente bini Securis animo excidit, vel actum est. T. S. E. Calamus. IC, Calame agrestis, Paphiae sub fornice divae Cur pastoricio vox sonat apta lari? Non iuga, non virides poscunt hic carmina valles ; Hic nil non Amor est: ad tua saxa redi. K. |