II.

SWEET WESTERN WIND.

HERRICK.

SWEET Western wind, whose luck it is,
Made rival with the air,
To give Perenna's lips a kiss,

And fan her wanton hair;

Bring me but one, I'll promise thee, Instead of common showers,

Thy wings shall be embalmed by me, And all beset with flowers.

AD FAVONIUM.

FAVONI cui feliciter

Contingit basiare

Perennam aeris aemulo

Et comas ventilare

Protervas, adfer suavium huc

Et alae imbuentur

A me odore pro imbri

Et floribus tegentur.

III.

AMARYLLIS.

HERRICK.

HE.

My dearest love, since thou wilt go,

And leave me here behind thee,

For love or pity let me know

The place where I may find thee.

SHE.

IN country meadows pearled with dew, And set about with lilies,

There, filling maunds with cowslips, you May find your Amaryllis.

HE.

WHAT have the meads to do with thee
And with thy youthful hours?
Live thou at court, where thou may'st be
The queen of men, not flowers.
Let country wenches make 'em fine
With roses, since 'tis fitter

For thee with richest gems to shine

And like the stars to glitter.

AMARYLLIS.

HIC.

CARISSIMA, quum abeas

Et linquas me moerentem, Amoris causa dic ubi

Reperiam te latentem.

ILLA.

In prato ruris roscido

Quod liliis impletur

Flores legens calathis
Amaryllis requiretur.

HIC.

Quid pratis tecum, quæ tuae

Aetati cura horum?

Ad regiam regina sis

Non florum sed virorum.

Rusticae se decorent

Rosis, nam decet his puellis, Sed gemmis te splendescere Et fulgere clarius stellis.

IV.

THE DESERTED HOUSE.

TENNYSON.

LIFE and thought have gone away

Side by side,

Leaving doors and windows wide,
Careless tenants they !

All within is dark as night,
In the windows is no light;
And no murmur at the door,
So frequent on its hinge before.

Close the door, the shutters close,
Or through the windows we shall see
The nakedness and vacancy

Of the dark, deserted house.

Come away: no more of mirth
Here or merry-making sound.
The house was builded of the earth,
And shall fall again to ground.

Come away; for life and thought
Here no longer dwell,

But in a city glorious

A great and distant city - have bought

A mansion incorruptible.

Would they could have staid with us!