If gems we seek, we only tire,

And lift our hopes too high;

The constant flowers that line our way
Alone can satisfy.

HINTS. I. (1) But of all, let that (line 2) peace be present for me, (2) which lends honor to sweet toil, when one performs (partic. dat.) his duties, the tasks of a life free from crime.

II. (1) Why do you desire gems? why eagerly (adj.) and worn-out (line 2) with hopes (sing.) (2) that are vain, do you seek things that are too high? (3, 4) Pluck with content (adj.) the faithful flowers upon the pleasant (facilis) way.

Exercise 80

The Twin God, Macaulay
And all the people trembled,
And pale grew every cheek;
And Sergius the High Pontiff
Alone found voice to speak:

“The gods who live forever
Have fought for Rome to-day!
These be the great twin brethren,

To whom the Dorians pray."

HINTS. I. (1) All were amazed at the great omen (accus.); (2) the pale crowd trembles in all the city; (3, 4) the Pontiff, Sergius alone, speaks with tremulous lips (sing.):

II. (2) for Rome (dative); fought (pellere cladem); (3, 4) these are the twin deities, brothers, whom the Dorians (Dōres)

venerate.

Exercise 81

The Twin God, Continued

Back comes the chief in triumph,
Who in the hour of flight,
Hath seen the great twin brethren
In harness on his right.

Safe comes the ship to haven,
Through billows and through gales,
If once the great twin brethren
Sit shining on the sails.

HINTS. I. (1) The leader returns, celebrated for his famous triumph, (2) who (quisquis) at his right, in the center (nom.) of the fight (3, 4) saw the twin (brothers) standing all-glittering in golden armor.

II. (1) And through the toss (motus) of gales and waves (pelagus), (2) safe to the harbor returns that ship, (3, 4) above the mast of which (dat.) the Brothers gleam in double (geminus) star.

Exercise 82

Come not when I am Dead, Tennyson

Come not when I am dead,

To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave,

To trample round my fallen head,

And vex the unhappy dust thou would'st not save. There let the wind sweep and the plover cry;

But thou, go by.

HINTS. I. (1) Do not lament (perf. subj. sync. form, line 2) with vain tears over my tomb, (2) insulting my fallen (peremptus) head; (3, 4) why shouldst thou disturb the one resting to whom thou coldly (fem.) refused to bring (stanza II, line 1) assistance

II. ("To bring" goes in first line); when alive (dat.) and vex my ashes? (2) Let the winds rage over my bones, let the plover (parra) (3, 4) cry, but go-thy-way (facesso) unmindful of these ashes.

Exercise 83

Come not when I am Dead, Continued

Child, if it were thine error or thy crime,
I care no longer, being all unblest:

Wed whom thou wilt, but I am sick of time,
And I desire to rest.

Pass on, weak heart, and leave me where I lie :

Go by, go by.

HINTS. I. (1) Whether ill-persuading error mocked thee (2) or thy mind conscious of fault drove (thee) on, (3, 4) I care not, whom fate unblest (molestus) on every side (pars) here awaits:

II. (1) My mind seeks (aveo) peace: it is disgusted with this life (aevum); (2) wed whom thou wilt, only now depart (fut. imper.): (3, 4) go, weak (heart) and pass on (pergo) unmindful of these ashes.

Exercise 84

The World's Wanderers, Shelley

Tell me, thou star, whose wings of light
Speed thee in thy fiery flight?
In what caverns of the night
Will thy pinions close now?

Tell me, moon, thou pale and gray
Pilgrim of Heaven's homeless way,
In what depth of night or day
Seek'st thou repose now?

Weary wind, thou wanderest,

Like the world's dejected guest,
Hast thou still some secret nest

On the tree or hollow?

HINTS. I. (1, 2) O star, quick to speed (agito) thy fiery flight through the void on wings of light (lucens), (3, 4) tell (edo) in what cavern of the night will thy pinion rest now?

II. O moon, venerated for thy pale countenance, (2) traversing the devious ways of heaven, (3, 4) in what hall of shadows or in what (hall) of light dost thou seek-repose (recreor)?

III. O wind, as an exile of earth (pl.) thy weary (2) course (error) ever renewing, even now (adhucne) (3, 4) dost the forest or the wave of the sea preserve a secret nest for thee?

Exercise 85

To the Daisy, Wordsworth

Thee winter in the garlands wears

That thinly deck his few gray hairs;
Spring parts the clouds with softest airs,
That she may sun thee.

Whole summer fields are thine by right;
And Autumn, melancholy wight!
Doth in thy crimson head delight,
When rains are on thee.

HINTS. I. (1, 2) Thou dost shine here-and-there (rarus, fem.) among the few locks of snowy winter, and the clouds, with a gentle (3, 4) breeze, spring removes that you may glisten in the kindly sunlight. (Add "tibi," as an ethical dative.)

II. And soon the summer fields shall acknowledge thee their mistress, and the glory of thy ruddy head, moist with the dew, shall refresh the melancholy autumn.

Exercise 86

To the Daisy, continued

Be violets in their secret mews

The flowers the wanton zephyrs choose;
Proud be the rose with rain and dews

Her head impearling.

Thou liv'st with less ambitious aim,
Yet hast not gone without thy fame;
Thou art indeed by many a claim,

The poet's darling.

HINTS. I. (1. 2) Let the wanton zephyrs choose (urgeo) the violets beneath their shadowy bowers (antrum); and the proud (3, 4) rose display herself with brow (accus.) impearled (variatus) with gems of rain (pl.).

II. (1, 2) Although thou, short-lived, mayest refuse to entertain (incoho) long hopes (sing.), yet not without praise dost thou live; (3) whom rightly the choir of innocent bards (4) has always loved.

Exercise 87

When on My Bed the Moonlight Falls, Tennyson
When on my bed the moonlight falls,

I know that in thy place of rest,
By that broad water of the West,
There comes a glory on the walls.

Thy marble bright in dark appears,
As slowly steals a silver flame
Along the letters of thy name,
And o'er the number of thy years.

HINTS. I. (1) When the moon scatters my couch with light, (2) where thou art sleeping, there, I know, appears (3) by the deep waters of the West (4) a glory on the walls.

II. More brightly shines thy marble in the darkness, (2) while the white (line 3) ray of the glittering moon advances, (3, 4) and slowly thy name and years are marked out.

Exercise 88

When on My Bed the Moonlight Falls, Continued

The mystic glory swims away;

From off my bed the moonlight dies;

And closing eaves of wearied eyes,

I sleep till dusk is dipt in gray.