EXERCISE XXXVII.

VALETE.

Farewell!-but when the sound of joy
Shall fill your mansions at eve, at-the-sametime
Remember? me,2 for-a-while removed,
Beneath mindful breast, companions!

II.

O oft (has it been) my lot to drive-away
Cares in your Courts! Let sorrow soon return,
Let all hope vanish-alas !

Rare enough-let evils vex me;

III.

But no day2 shall ever2 blot2 from my breast former
Delights,

Which me1 lingering with you oft

Have held with magic chain.

IV.

Let Fortune harass: relics remain

Still of pleasures illimitable,s

Which, int grief's long night,

Renew past charms."

EXERCISE XXXVIII.

AD GLANDEM.

I.

Acorn, fallen-from a venerable oak,
Entrusted to earth's fertilising bosom,

Destined-to-inhale dews, and to
Summon-forth at once a fresh3 bud,

11.

Rise, and from the soil lift thy tender head,

Noble daughter of the beauteous wood,

And in majesty imitate the well-known trunk,
And paternal leaves.

III.

Thee, in early Spring, may the soft breath

Of fragrant breeze, thee may the tremulous sigh of Notus, And cold with alternate

Pleasures, and Suns cherish thee;

IV.

Nor let Eurus' turbid blasts, nor ice
With sluggish influences choke2 thy sap:
Nor fierce mist in malignant

Cloud flying, and friendly to death.

Tityrus reposing on soft turf,

And touching lyre awakes sweet melody,
Where a rill with gentle whisper

Kisses with its waters woody thickets3

II.

In its course; where modest violets lie-hid
Beneath early dew, and lilies with rival

Rosebeds interwoven amid lawns

Yield-back nectarean scents.

Adflatus. y Numen. z Subruo. a Plur. b Lambo.

c Fruticosus.

III.

Yet, Muse, cease to celebrate plains,

Having long-ago paid-tributed to the country's honours,

And climb rocky retreats,

And the hard rock's peak,

IV.

And citadels of mountains, which afar o'er Italian
Vales hang with threatening crag,

And released from wintry chains
Throw-down their snowy robes.

V.

A river swollen with rapacious current
Dashes-against the mountain's adverse heights,

And rolling-down stones headlong from its

lofty

Thronef scatterss them into fields.

VI.

Here a vast pine is laid-low by the fierce
Torrent's rage, and prone falls-downh

The oak, and with sudden rush

The river depopulates towns.

VII.

Nor with a more gentle career is Niăgără1 rolled,
Revelling in the roar and whirl of waters,

And rolling stones torn-away in its waves'

Course;

VIII.

Where spray kisses the gods' homes,

And Phoebus' light gleams useless,

And Nymphs' lowest caverns
Resound with terrific din.

[rude

d Defunctus.

e Proruo.

f Sedes.

g Roto.

b Defuo.

EXERCISE XL

CUMA.

I.

Say thou, daughter of ancient Chalcis,
Phœbean haunt, what remains of thee?

What except th' immortal shore

And sacred crags of gleaming rock?

II.

And shrines and buildings, O where are they? They lie In oblivious silence plunged,

They lie and the ruinous streets

Here a wall, there a palace stood:
Now a lonely vine sorrows, and prickly

Thorns, and violets in vain perfuming
Their azure couch.

IV.

Sports have fled, and bands of youths,
And the murmurs of talkative citizens,

And the nightly traveller in the streets
Goes trembling, and the silent robber

V.

Comes-forth, his ambush quitted, at-the-same-time

The dismal howl3i of wolves3 alarms the neighbouring

Gaurane heights,2

[vales, and

Yelling beneath th' æsculean shades.

i Vox.

j Perf.

EXERCISE XLI.

JOVIS SATELLES.

I.

O king of birds, whom it delights to climb
Snowy citadels, and peaks with inhospitable
Rocks entrenched, where on eternal
Throne dismal Winter reposes

II.

Among tempests.-Dread to birds,k
Whenever with wings you skim-through air,
And borne on the storm's pinion

Scorn the ground, and the liquid plains.

III.

And laying nest you cherish offspring,

Careless of the raging whirlwind,

O thou to whom tempestuous winds minister
Joys and delights!

IV.

Torn-from Ida the golden-haired boy

Clings motionless to your breast,1

Since Olympus'4 king4 has given⭑

You the sovereign sceptres of the winged troop.3

EXERCISE XLII.

HANNIBAL.

I.

Hannibal, his ships equipped, in-sorrow
Was gazing-on the waves of the Ionian sea,

And leaving beloved plains

Uttered these words: