AD PYRRHAM QUIS multa gracilis te puer in rosa Perfusus liquidis urget odoribus Grato, Pyrrha, sub antro? Cui flavam religas comam Simplex munditiis? Heu quoties fidem Mutatosque deos flebit, et aspera 9 AD HIBERNIAM REDOLENT of 'Jockey Club,' Pliant as a lath, Is the boy you now decoy Down the primrose path. Him with neatly braided locks Lovingly you lure, Clad in green, and in your mien Studiously demure. Soon from off the gingerbread Vanishes the gilt : Ere the year be spent and sere You will prove a jilt. |