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Litus periculosum.

Grandines imbresqve Iovisqve fulmen,
Instar et diri Boreas gigantis,
Ima qvo bacchante truces arena
Miscuit undas,

Qvi laborantem fragili carina
Navitam circumgemis, hunc procul vos
Pellite a saxis qvibus intumescens
Obstrepit unda;

Qva, boni tutela laris, marinis
Adcubat spumis casa, qva minaces
Pro viro divos miseris fatigat
Planctubus uxor,

Qva puer multum lacrumans amata
Poscit absentis genua; ab fenestra,
Qvae procul nota rutilat lucerna,
Trudite in altum.

Longus hunc inter scopulosqve iniqvos
Saeviat pontus: tibi vae miselle,

Qvem vel aversi tueantur arce

antqve penates!

W. G. C.

Telle est la Vie.

Seest thou yon bark? It left our bay
This morn on its adventurous way,
All glad and gaily bright;
And many a gale its impulse gave,
And many a gently-heaving wave
Nigh bore it out of sight.

But soon that glorious course was lost,
And treacherous was the deep;
Ne'er thought they there was peril most
When tempest seemed asleep.

Telle est la vie!

That flower, that fairest flower that grew,
Aye cherished by the evening dew,

And cheered by opening day;

That flower, which I had spared to cull,
Because it was so beautiful,

And shone so fresh and

gay;

Had all unseen a deathly shoot,

The germ of future sorrow;

And there was canker at its root,

That nipped it ere the morrow.
Telle est la vie!

I've watched from yonder mountain's height The waxing and the waning light,

The world far, far below;

I've heard the thunder long and loud,

I've seen the sunshine and the cloud,
The tempest and the bow;

Caecae Lubrica Vitae.

En ratis ista iacet, nostris qvae nuper ab oris
Vela dedit celeri per mare laeta via,
Et faciles secuit zephyris adflantibus undas,
Gaudia non ullo solicitante metu.

At cito defecit cursu ratis ista superbo,

Scilicet aeqvoreis victima capta dolis;
Ibat enim dubio nimborum credula somno,
Nescia, dormiret dum maris ira, mali.
Talis et haec vita est, vario qvae iactat in aestu
Nos homines, istam ceu levis unda ratem.
Flosculus ille mihi qvem molli rore fovebat
Occiduus pariter vesper et orta dies,
Qvem modo nolueram patria decerpere terra,
Talis erat formae gratia, tale decus;
Ille, nefas, intus sibimet funesta fovebat
Germina, venturis insidiosa malis,
Radicesque fero teneras vitiante veneno,
Praefestinata morte iacebat humi.

Talis et haec vita est, qvae, flos velut iste tenellus, 'Mane viget, marcet vespere, nocte perit.'

Vidi ego dissimiles casus ortusqve diei,

Qva face sol intret, qva face linqvat aqvas;
Vidi ego mile oculis urbes subiectaqve rura
Eminus, aerii celsus in arce iugi;

Vidi ego densa brevi subcedere nubila luci,
Fulguraque adtonito prosiluisse polo,

Qvom modo sol imbrem, solem modo depulit imber,
Sceptraqve per varias gessit uterqve vices:

I

Now 'twas all sunshine glad and bright,
And now the storm was raging;
Methought I read in that frail light
And storm a warfare raging,

Telle est la vie!

Heidenröslein.

Sah ein Knab' ein Röslein stehn,
Röflein auf der Heiden,

War so jung und morgenschön,
Lief er schnell es nah zu sehn,
Sah's mit vielen Freuden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth,

Röslein auf der Heiden.

Knabe sprach: Ich breche dich,
Röslein auf der Heiden!
Röslein sprach: Ich steche dich,
Daß du ewig denkst an mich,
Und ich will's nicht leiden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth,
Röslein auf der Heiden.

Und der wilde Knabe brah
's Röslein auf der Heiden;
Röslein wehrte sich und stach,
Half ihr doch kein Weh und Uch,
Mußt es eben leiden.

Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth,
Röslein auf der Heiden.

HOWITT.

GOETHE.

At luctata tamen fragili cum luce procella
Litibus in mediis sic mihi visa loqvi:

Vita virum tales inter iactata tumultus

Fluctuat: impendens qvid ferat hora, latet.

G. B.

Puer et Rosa.

Terminos extra puerum vagantem
Perculit florens rosa: risit aer,
Et puer risit, teneriqve floris
Arsit amore.

Rosa tenella, gemma amata,
Rosa propinqva sepe nata.

Te tuo vellam, rosa pulcra, ramo,
Clamat. Audaces, ait illa, palmas
Abstine, spinis lacerande nostris
Invide praedo.

Rosa tenella, gemma amata,
Rosa propinqva sepe nata.

Ille nil instat metuens pericli;
Illa luctatur gemituqve vano
Plorat infelix; ope destitutam
Subsecat hostis.

Rosa misella, gemma amata,
Rosa maligna luce nata.

K.

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