HEI didulum! atque iterum didulum! Felisque Fidesque !
Vacca super Lunæ cornua prosiluit :
Nescio qua catulus risit dulcedine ludi;
Abstulit et turpi Lanx cochleare fuga.
HEU queis artibus invenire fas est
Illam ex omnibus una quæ puellis
Uni conveniat puella cordi?
Quæ si perfida sit maligniorve
Aut sera nimium reperta vita,
Quid restat, nisi fata ut increpantes
· Eheu!' carmine flebili sonemus?
Amor Marmaricas refert arenas,
Qua raris recreamur ora lymphis.
Spinas Ille alit asperi timoris,
Suspectæque malum fide venenum.
Atqui nescio quas Amor per artes
Dulce nescio quid feret, vel 'eheu !'
Ægra flebiliter sonante lingua.
PARVA BOPÆPIA.
PARVA vagabundos Bopæpia perdidit agnos,
Nescia secreti quo latuere loci;
Bellula, eant, abeant; ad pascua nota redibunt,
Et reduces caudas post sua terga gerent.
OH NO WE NEVER MENTION HER.
we never mention Her!
Her name is never heard:
My lips are now forbid to speak
That once-familiar word.
From sport to sport they hurry me,
To banish my regret;
And when they win a smile from me,
They think that I forget.
They bid me seek in change of scene
The charms, that others see;
But, were I in a foreign land,
They'd find no change in me.
"Tis true, that I behold no more
The valley where we met;
The hawthorn-tree no more I see-
But how can I forget?
They tell me, she is happy now,
The gayest of the gay;
They say, that she forgets me-but
I heed not what they say;
Like me, perhaps she struggles with
Each feeling of regret:
But, if she loved as I have loved,
She never can forget.
AH EJUS NUNQUAM MENTIO.
АH! Ejus nunquam mentio fit,
Nomen-tam notum olim-fari
Haud mi conceditur.
Ad varios me lusus trahunt,
Ne defleam sortem;
Et sicubi subrisero,
Credunt immemorem.
Loco mutato ut gaudeam,
Par ceteris, monent:
At, ut peregre absim, mei
Mutatum nil cernent.
Convallem, qua convenimus,
Frustra quidem quæro,
Fagumque :—at obliviscier
Ah! quo queam modo?
Illam felicem prædicant,
Immo hilarissimam ;
Nostrique at haud putavero
Affirmant oblitam.
Premit dolorem forsitan,
Ut nos; amaverit
At ut nos, obliviscier
Ah! nunquam poterit.
THE HIGH-METTLED RACER.
SEE the course thronged with gazers: the sports are begun :
The confusion but hear! I'll bet you, Sir'-' done,' 'done!'
Ten thousand strange clamours resound far and near ;
Lords, hawkers, and jockies assail the tired ear!
While with neck like a rainbow, erecting his crest,
Pampered, prancing, and pleased, his nose touching his breast,
Scarcely snuffing the air, he's so proud and elate,
The high-mettled Racer starts first for the plate.
Now Reynard's turned out, and o'er hedge and ditch rush
Hounds, horses, and huntsmen, all hard at his brush;
They run him at length, and they have him at bay,
And by scent and by view cheat a long tedious way;
While alike born for sports of the field and the course,
Always sure to come through, a staunch and fleet horse,
When fairly run down the fox yields up his breath,
The high-mettled Racer is in at the death.
Grown aged, used up, and turned out of the stud,
Lame, spavined, and wind-galled, but yet with some blood,
While knowing postilions his pedigree trace,
Tell his dam won that sweepstakes, his sire gained this race, And what matches he won too the ostlers count o'er,
As they loiter their time at some hedge-alehouse door; While the harness sore galls, and the spurs his sides goad, The high-mettled Racer's a hack on the road.
EN Circum, en humeris densam concurrere turbam !
Audin' commissis post tintinnabula ludis
Qui strepitus sit Nobilium! quibus institor aures
Vocibus obtundantque Equites! placet omnibus audax
Sponsio. Cervicem interea sinuavit in arcum,
Elatusque micat, vix captans naribus auras,
Et cute curatus plausus abit inter amicos,
Non dubius primo certamine victor, Arion.
Nunc sylvæ excutitur Vulpes penetralibus imis,
Quam citus insequitur caudæque insistere gestit
Venator, nec equos patitur catulosve morari.
Non illum sepes, non muri, nulla retardant
Flumina, dum prædam videt aut confidit odori,
Longum iter et durum studio fallente laborem.
Lassa ad mortiferum tandem se colligit ictum
Victima; cui pariter circo et venatibus aptus
Instat ovans, equitemque videt celer atque fidelis
Pulcrum ferre manu caudæ gestamen Arion.
Jam senior, titubans, nec ut olim habitator equilis,
Turgidus et planta, cum duxerit ilia, claudus,
(Nec patrii interea vetulo nil sanguinis hæret ;)
Dum genus aurigæ indagant ab origine prima
Et veterum gnari memorant spolia ampla parentum ;
Dum stans ad limen cauponæ ignavus agaso
Quos tulerit, cyathos inter crepat, ipse triumphos ;
Dum ferrum costas, urunt et ephippia dorsum,
Tædia iniqua viæ perfert jejunus Arion.
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