ΕΝΑ ΘΥΜΟΝ ΕΧΟΝΤΕΣ.

Εκ

ΠΥΛΑΣ ἐφρούρει Νίσος, Ὑρτάκου γόνος,
μαλ ̓ ἐν μάχαισι θοῦρος, ἐκ δ ̓ ἔπεμψέ νιν
Ιδη κυναγὸς, Αἰνέᾳ παραστάτην
λόγχῃ τε κλεινὸν καὶ θόοις τοξεύμασι.
τούτῳ δ ̓ ἑταῖρος προυστάτει πυλῶν ὁμοῦ
Ευρύαλος, εἶδος ἔξοχος τῶν Αἰνέου,
πάντων θ ̓ ὅσοι φοροῦσι Τρωικὴν σάγην,
ἄρτι χνοάζων ἄξυρον παρηΐδα.

τοῖσδ ̓ εἰς ἔρως ἦν, ἐς μάχην θ' ὁρμὴ μία,
καὶ νῦν τὸν αὐτὸν ἔλαχον ἐν πύλαις πάλον.
λέγει δὲ Νίσος· ἦ θεοῖ, φίλ', ἐν φρεσὶν
ἔδωκαν ἡμῖν τήνδε την προθυμίαν ;
ἢ τοἐπιθυμεῖν τοὖν ἑκάστοισιν κρατοῦν,
θεὸς οὗτος ἀνθρώποισιν; ὡς ἐμοὶ πάλαι
ἅμιλλαν ἤ τί γ ̓ ἔργον ὁρμαίνει μέγα
ὁ θυμός, οὐδέ μ' ἀργίᾳ στέργειν ἐᾷ.
τὸ τῶν πολεμίων θάρσος εἰσορᾶς ὅσον;
σπάνις γε πύρσων, διαβεβρεγμένοι δ ̓ ὕπνῳ
οἴνῳ τε κείνται, πᾶς τ ̓ ἐσίγησεν τόπος.
νῦν οὖν ἄκουσον οἷά μοι παρίσταται
ἅπας μετελθεῖν Αἰνέαν βοᾷ λεώς,
δημός τε χοὶ γέροντες, ἐκπέμψαι θ' ἅμα
τοὺς ἀγγελοῦντας οὗ καθέσταμεν τύχης
σοὶ δ ̓ ἢν δίδωσιν ἂν θέλω,—τούργου δ' ἐμοὶ

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αὔτ ̓ ἀρκέσει τὸ κῦδος—ἑυρήσειν ὁδὸν

ἔοιχ ̓ ὑπ ̓ ὄχθον τόνδ' ἐς Εὐάνδρου πόλιν.

G. K.

Mira.

WHEN first the Siren Beauty's face
My wandering eye surveyed,
Unmoved I saw each fraudful grace,

That round th' enchantress played:

And still, with careless mien elate,
Defied the Paphian's wile;
As ambushed in a look he sate,

Or couched beneath a smile.

And still to rove I madly vowed
Along the dangerous way,
Secure, where other boasters bowed
Before the tyrant's sway.

Nor learned my breast to heave the sigh,
Or pour the secret heart;
Till Mira from her beamy eye

Despatched th' unerring dart.

Fly, fatal shaft,' with cruel zeal

The conscious murtheress cried, 'And teach yon haughty boy to feel The anguish due to pride.'

To soothe the soul-subduing pain

Awhile I fondly strove;

But combated, alas! in vain,

Th' omnipotence of Love.

Mira.

LUMINA cum primum, memini, juvenilia cepit
Virgineo quicquid ludit in ore decus,
Tutus ab illecebris veneres mirabar inermes:
A nobis famam nulla puella tulit.

Hinc animo audaci nimium vultuque superbo
Spernebam Paphii mollia tela Dei;

Seu roseo insidias struxit male fidus in ore,
Seu risus inter retia texit Amor.

Sæpe quidem dixi, fallacis nescius auræ,
Me tuto angustam posse tenere viam ;
Imprudens nimium! qui me tam sæpe negavi,
Cætera qui vincit, vincere posse Deum.

Nam neque adhuc noram tristi suspiria cura
Ducere, nec querulæ tangere fila lyræ;
Cum Mira ex oculis, Phœbei fulguris instar,
Misit vindicta tela ministra suæ.

I, fuge,' fatalis clamavit conscia plagæ,

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'I, pete,' ait, durum, fida sagitta, latus Hinc tandem, hinc discat nostri contemptor oportet,

Quæ sint feminea vulnera missa manu.'

Pectoris ut sævos possem sanare dolores,
Tentavi medica quicquid in arte fuit;

Sed frustra petii duro me opponere morbo :
Ah! medica non est arte fugandus Amor.

Then ah! at length, stern Power, forbear,
Thy wrath at length forego:
Enough my youth has felt of care;
Enough has tasted woe.

Or if ordained by stubborn fate

To drag th' eternal chain,

Doomed, as I bend beneath its weight,

To court relief in vain;

To Mira equal toil impart;

On her thy pang bestow;

Thrill with Love's agony her heart,

And bid her suffer too.

Wrangham.

The wise Men of Gotham.

THREE wise men of Gotham

Went to sea in a bowl;

And if the bowl had been stronger,

My song had been longer.

Gammer Gurton.

Improbe, parce, Puer, pennatum intendere ferrum ;

In me crudeles desine ferre minas:

Præteritos egi non tam feliciter annos;
Experta est varias nostra juventa vices.

Sin, quæ dispensant mortalia fila, sorores
Imposito prohibent solvere colla jugo;
Si me fata jubent æternam ferre catenam,
Nec prodest votis solicitasse Deos;

Tu saltem Miræ similem, Puer, incute plagam ;
Languescat, quæso, vulnere nympha pari:
Hæc quoque cognoscat quid sit succumbere amori,
Transadigatque animas una sagitta duas.

Philosophi Tusculani.

TRES Philosophi de Tusculo
Mare navigarunt vasculo:

Si vas id esset tutius,

Tibi canerem diutius.

G. C.

H. D.