VII. Vis Amoris. FORMOSA, et simplex, et nescia fraudis Ianthe Pectore non illos placido, morbove carentes, Consessus miseris ut nimis apta dabat! Nullo non gliscens animos insedit Eoo, Ante oculis dominam dederit quam janua, mota G. S. VIII. To Mary. IF I had thought thou couldst have died, I might not weep for thee; But I forgot, when at thy side, That thou couldst mortal be: It never through my mind had passed, And I on thee should look my last, And still upon that face I look, And think 't will smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain! But, when I speak,—thou dost not say, What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary! thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been! VIII. Ad Conjugem ereptam. FORSITAN et non te flerem viduatus ademtam, Me tamen immemorem fugit, tibi luce fruenti Et fore, quo non te spectarem ego, Lydia, nec tu Nunc etiam, placidis mox arrisura labellis Sicut es, at mecum si frigida tota maneres, Sicut es, at mecum tota serena, domi; Et vel adhuc tacitum premerem tibi pectore pectus, Et labra, queis risus ante fuere, labris. C While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, But there I lay thee in thy grave,— I do not think, where'er thou art, And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart Yet, there was round thee such a dawn As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore. C. Wolfe. IX. From the Arabic. WHEN born, in tears we saw thee drowned, Whilst thy assembled friends around With smiles their joy confest: So live that in thy latest hour We the floods of sorrow pour, may And thou in smiles be drest. Carlisle. Donec et exsanguem teneo gelidamque superstes, Alterius non es, visa sed esse mea: Jam tamen obscuro mihi conderis ecce! sepulcro ; Solus et in vacua nunc queror ipse domo. Quæ loca cunque tenes, felici in sede piorum Talis at emicuit circum lux aurea frontis, Vivida mens qualem potuisset fingere nunquam, IX. Infans. DUM tibi vix nato læti risere parentes Vagitu implebas tu lacrymisque domum: Sit ridere tuum, sit lacrymare tuis. B. G. |