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Venatio.

Nunc, O magnanimi iuvenes, effundite habenas, Subdite calcar eqvo, crepitans torqvete flagellum: Venturi impavidos rapiat delira voluptas.

Saxa per et colles et per loca saeva periclis
Currimus: at fortes mens nunqvam deficit acqva.
Frustra vorticibus spumans exaestuat amnis;
Sub pedibus frustra pandunt Acheronta lacunae.
Difficiles scopulos, ubi pastor lubricus errat
Talipedans omniqve moras in vimine nectit,
Nos super hos impune volamus: iamqve deorsum
Praecipitamur, ut in praedam Iovis incidit ales;
Iamqve per adversum collem iactamur eundo
Aerii: pedibus celer inpetus addidit alas.
Qualis ubi hiberno in pelago nunc prona carina
Decurrit latera undarum, nunc emicat alte
Insultatqve vadis eqvitans ridetqve procellam.

Qvo ferimur? Quo nos rapiens venaticus error
Decipit? Ut gramen detonsum radit hirundo,
Sic levi cursu nos mollia verrimus arva,
Sed citiore fuga. Ruit undiqve fida canum vis;
Iamqve catervatim ad primum concurritur agmen,
Tum sese explicuit legio, fusisqve per agros
Itur in obliqvos orbes: fit murmur; euntes
Ore tonant patulo. Qvales ubi in aethere cursum
Sollemnem fecere grues: petulantibus alis
Diversae variant speciem; clangore volantum
Nubes insonuere repercussaeqve reclamant.

T S. E.

Song.

Go, forget me: why should sorrow
O'er that brow a shadow fling?
Go, forget me: and to-morrow
Brightly smile and sweetly sing.
Smile-though I shall not be near thee;
Sing-though I shall never hear thee:
May thy soul with pleasure shine,
Lasting as the gloom of mine.

Like the sun, thy presence glowing,
Clothes the meanest things in light;
And when thou, like him, art going,
Loveliest objects fade in night.
All things looked so bright about thee,
That they nothing seem without thee;
By that pure and lucid mind
Earthly things were too refined.

Go, thou vision, wildly gleaming,
Softly on my soul that fell;

Go, for me no longer beaming—
Hope and Beauty, fare ye well!
Go, and all that once delighted
Take, and leave me all benighted,-
Glory's burning generous swell,
Fancy, and the poet's shell.

WOLFE.

Tecum una perierunt gaudia nostra.

I fuge immemor mei;

Qvid umbret illam cura nigra frontem ? I meiqve non memor

Cras molle ride suaviterqve canta.

Molle rideas licet

Nec me relictum captet iste risus; Suaviter licet canas

Nec me fugatum cantus iste flectat;

At tuum beet sinum

Pax tanta, qvantae me movent procellae. Solis instar emicans

Splendore vestis qvidqvid invenusti est ;

Solis instar occidens

Premis venusti qvidqvid est tenebris. Plena riserat tui

Nuper, tuiqve sordet orba tellus ;

Ingeni tui nimis

Inclaruere cuncta claritate.

I fuge immemor mei

Qvae luce mira fulseras imago

Blanda sensubus meis;

I dulce nunqvam redditura lumen: Qvidqvid est bonae spei,

Qvidqvid decoris, aufer omne tecum:

Qvod placens erat prius

I tolle, meqve linqve destitutum ; Tolle Gloriae faces

Lyramqve et altae spiritum Camenae.

K.

The Siege of Corinth.

'Tis midnight: on the mountains brown
The cold round moon shines deeply down;
Blue roll the waters, blue the sky
Spreads like an ocean hung on high,
Bespangled with those isles of light,
So wildly, spiritually bright;
Who ever gazed upon them shining,
And turn'd to earth without repining,
Nor wish'd for wings to flee away,
And mix with their eternal ray?
The waves on either shore lay there
Calm, clear, and azure as the air;
And scarce their foam the pebbles shook,
But murmur'd meekly as the brook.
The winds were pillow'd on the waves;
The banners droop'd along their staves,
And, as they fell around them furling,
Above them shone the crescent curling;
And that deep silence was unbroke,
Save where the watch his signal spoke,
Save where the steed neigh'd oft and shrill,
And echo answer'd from the hill,

And the wide hum of that wild host
Rustled like leaves from coast to coast,
As rose the Muezzin's voice in air,
In midnight call to wonted prayer;
It rose, that chanted mournful strain,
Like some lone spirit's o'er the plain:
'Twas musical, but sadly sweet,

Such as when winds and harp-strings meet,

Corinthus obsessa.

Iam medios nox urget eqvos, et opaca iugorum
Despicit e liqvido frigida Luna globo;
Caerula volvuntur iam marmora ; caerulus aether
Desuper oceani pensilis instar habet.
Illic ceu medio lucentia gurgite saxa,
Spirant indomitas vivida signa faces.
O qvis ad illa oculos ardentia sustulit olim,
Et placide in propriam se revocavit humum,
Nec pennis aperire vias optavit Olympi,
Et comes aeterno fulgidus esse choro ?
Aeqvora cessabant utrumqve lavantia litus
Mollia caerulei puraqve more poli.
Candens vix teretes agitabat spuma lapillos,
Nec gravior modico fonte susurrus erat:
Compositae carpunt somnos in fluctubus aurae,
Haerent arboribus langvida signa suis.
Dumqve ita multiplici circumvolvuntur amictu,
Candidus in lunae cornua cedit apex.
Nec qvae sufficerent violare silentia voces,
Custodum nisi qva signa darentur, erant;
Qvave freqvens hinnitus eqvi resonaret acutum,
Echo de mediis reiiciente iugis.

Iamqve ab utroqve mari strepitant examina dira,
Ut nemora arboreae qvassa sonore comae,
Surgit ubi atqve omnes in sacra novissima noctis
Convocat altisono carmen ab ore chori;
Surgit, ut aeriae qvondam si flebilis umbrae
In desolatis vox oriatur agris,

Dulce qvidem, media tamen in dulcedine maestum,
Ut chelys et liqvidi qvom coiere noti,

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