XII. Great in prosperous, and greater in doubtful XIII. Never sweeter in saffron carp has The Goddess shone who ushers in XIV. Now the wife rejoicinga in (her) husband's XV. Thee2 Corydon reposings beneath a musicalt elm Shall extol on pipe, And the sportive echo of the valley shall sing-again The name of Peace. XVI. Thee Quarrels, Rage, Tumults, Thee the Diræ shall fly beneath the shades, Nor shall Mars break Recovered ease. EXERCISE XXXIII. I. Mercury, inventor of the harp, Who haunt the mountains, and snowy Cyllene's summits, and fields of Lycæus Amo. P Axis. q Lætus. Loved by Faunus. r Receptus, part. s Resupinus. E t Argutus. II. Mercury, lead me: under your guidance, I am borne like a bird to the Hills of Mænalus, and, a joyous traveller," to Afar from the city's mad tumult, May be given mel by the Fates for old-age, and a home Among rustics. IV. And thou, pure▾ Liberty, and thou, Mirth, Pressing thy side with thy hand, O to be worshipped, Gifts on your client. V. Let us together traverse fertile plains, While each herb is steeped in dew, While the lark salutes the returning Sun's Light. VI. Whither am I borne? does a dream Flying from the ivory portal agitate my senses? Steps. VII. From every side of the country a fair scene Opens valleys I see closed-in by hills, VIII. And I admire groves fertile in foliage, XIV. That chorus demands me, and Mænalus' vales; there may-it-be-allowed me, Knowing-not care, and pure from crime, To live. EXERCISE XXXIV. Υγίεια. I. Goddess, who loving recesses of the country And the haunts and humble tables Of the poor, fly the Rich man's hall, II. Whom, as ancient bards tell, Child of Aurora and Zephyrus, Before the age of gold had Departed from earth, III. Among violets and roses Reposing in slumber Spring beheld, and, as a nurse, Cherished in her arms. IV. Hygieǎ, thrice blessed, hail! Around whom youth flies, And repose, and a life that-knows-not Guile.1 Ulna. Excessive Desire fears you, V. And dreads your approach: Venus A modest air.z VI. Nor does the Muse laden with golden cups Brilliant portals, nor the purple of Barbaric kings. VII. You change the city's bustle and wealth Penates. VIII. Where you renovate with vigour Sleep. IX. Afar hence far drive diseases: And grudge your clients to Orcus, Granting length-of days, and old-age Free from pests. X. Hygiea, favourb my prayers, Favour me, propitious: and rescue4 Your suppliant from the cares of cities, And worthless crowds. z Os, plur. a Potior. b Ades. Vanus. |