Hic inque Libano monte quæsitas cedros
His ipse transtulit jugis;
Jussitque longe provoluta subvehi

Strepente fluctu succina.

Quin et Penates (majus) huc rapuit fretis,
Ceu margaritas æquoris;

Specusque posuit more templorum arduos,
Qua sacra fierent cœlitum.

Ergo inchoantes laudis altisona chorum.
Illum usque clamemus Deum,

Donec reverberatus exultet fragor,

Ultra recessus Mexicos!'

Tales Britanni lintre fundebant sonos,
Pietate freti conscia;

Ultroque remis in modum cadentibus,

Insigne curabant melos.

Displicet iste locus, clamo.

O UTINAM essem, qua nunc esse volo!
Essem celeriter, qua non esse nolo:
Sed esse loco, quo sum, est necesse,
Et nequeo, quo loco essem, esse.

H. D.

C. M.

Euphelia and Chloe.

THE merchant, to secure his treasure,
Conveys it in a borrowed name:
Euphelia serves to grace my measure;
But Chloe is my real flame.

My softest verse, my darling lyre,
Upon Euphelia's toilet lay;

When Chloe noted her desire,

That I should sing, that I should play.

My lyre I tune, my voice I raise,

But with my numbers mix my sighs;
And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise,
I fix my soul on Chloe's eyes.

Fair Chloe blushed; Euphelia frowned:

I sung and gazed: I played and trembled: And Venus to the Loves around

Remarked how ill we all dissembled.

Prior.

Ride a Cock Horse.

RIDE a cock horse

To Banbury Cross,

To see an old woman upon a white horse:

With rings on her fingers

And bells on her toes,

She shall have music wherever she goes.

Gammer Gurton.

Labinia et Chloe.

TRANS mare mercator falso sub nomine currit,
Ut vehat intactas dissimulator opes;
Non male perjuram decorat Lavinia musam;

At mihi lux vera est, veraque flamma Chloe.

Molle meum in thalamo cultæ Lavinia mensæ
Addiderat carmen dulcisonamque lyram;
Quum me blanda Chloe tenerum quid ludere jussit,
Et non indocta verrere fila manu.

Solicito chordas, vocemque e pectore mitto;
Sed gemitus inter carmina triste sonant;
Dumque audit falsam de se Lavinia laudem,
Totus adorato figor in ore Chloes.

Erubuit formosa Chloe; Lavinia frontem
Contraxit; cecini contremuique simul:
Et Venus ipsa suo ridens clamavit Amori;
En tria facundis prodita corda genis!'

Spectatum admissi risum teneatis, amici ?

INFANS, quadrivium ad Banburiensium
Manno te celerem corripe ligneo:
Illic quadrupedem flectere candidum
Miram conspicies Anum.

En, quinque in digitis sex habet annulos,
Tintinnabula sex in digitis pedum !
Felix, dulce melos, quod ciet undique,
Quoquo vertitur, audiet!

J. M.

B.

Mont Blanc before Sun-Rise.

HAST thou a charm to stay the morning-star

In his steep course? So long he seems to pause

On thy bald awful head, O sovran Blanc !

The Arve and Arveiron at thy base

Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form,
Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines,
How silently! Around thee and above

Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black,
An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it,
As with a wedge! But when I look again,

It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine,
Thy habitation from eternity!

O dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee,

Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,

Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer

I worshipped the Invisible alone.

Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody,

So sweet, we know not we are listening to it,

Thou the meanwhile wast blending with my thought,

En Album Montem.

Dic quibus illecebris, magico quo carmine flectis
Luciferum prono in cursu; dic, maxime regum
Rex montanorum? capitis sic vertice calvi
Hæsitat, Albe, tuo, et lascivit amore morandi.
Inferius fremit Arva, exæstuat, improbus amnis,
Arvirisque soror: sed tu, sanctissima Rupes,
Surgis ab undanti pinorum molliter umbra
Ipsa immota, silens. Te circum et desuper Aer
Corporeus, vastaque niger caligine pendet,

Densum ebeni robur, cuneato fissile saxo!

Frons ea prima fuit: sed jam mihi proditur error: Est tua pura domus, sunt et crystallina fana;

Est, quod ab æterno fuit, inviolabile regnum.

Mons sacer, O torvæ taciturna palatia brumæ,
Totus eram in vobis, donec, rerumque locorumque
Immemor, obtutu starem defixus in illo,
Aspiceremque nihil; tum demum numine vinci
Arcano, atque unum supplex orare Jehovam.
Sed veluti melicæ quadam dulcedine vocis
Fallimur auriti, neque adhuc audire videmur;
Intima sic tangis præcordia, nectere mecum,
Pars melior vitæ: sic visi fœdere certo