Of the FOURTH BOOK of HORA C E. A TO VENUS. GAIN? new Tumults in my breast ; As in the gentle Reign of My Queen Anne. Turn, turn to willing hearts your wanton fires. There spread round M** y all your blooming Loves; With every sprightly, every decent part; To charm the Mistress, or to fix the Friend. NTERMISSA Venus diu INT Rurfus bella moves? parce precor, precor! Sub regno Cynara: Define, dulcium Mater fava Cupidinum, Circa luftra decem fle&ere mollibus Jam durum imperiis: abi Quo blanda juvenum te revocant preces. Paulli, purpureis ales oloribus, He, ODE I. BOOK IV, &c. He, with a hundred Arts refin'd, Shall firetch thy conquefts over half the kind: To him each Rival shall submit, Make but his Riches equal to his Wit. Then shall thy Form the Marble grace, Shall glitter o'er the pendent green, There Youths and Nymphs, in confort gay, Come fabere Maximi, Si torrere jecur quæris idoneum. Albanos prope te lacus Ponet marmoream, fub trabe citrea. Illic plurima naribus Duces thura; lyræque & Berecynthia Miftis carminibus, non fine fiftulâ. G 97 Adieu ! Adieu! fond hope of mutual fire, The ftill-believing, still-renew'd defire ; Adieu! the heart-expanding bowl, And all the kind Deceivers of the foul! But why? ah tell me, ah too dear! Steals down my cheek th' involuntary Tear? Abfent I follow thro' th' extended Dream; Or foftly glide by the Canal, Now shown by Cynthia's filver ray, And now, on rolling waters fnatch'd away. Illic bis pueri die Numen cum teneris virginibus tuum In morem Salium ter quatient humum. Nec certare juvat mero : Nec vincire novis tempora floribus. Sed cur, heu! Ligurine, cur Manat rara meas lacryma per genas ? Inter verba cadit lingua filentio ? Nocturnis te ego fomniis Jam captum teneo: jam volucrem fequor Te, per gramina Martii Campi, te per aquas, dure, volubiles. ** |