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EPIGRAM S.

I.

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επη νιφάδεσσιν εοικοτα χειμεριῃσι,
ΜΑΚΡΟΦΙΛΕΣ, (οι άδει, εκ Επιγραμμαθ ̓ ὧδει·

Παύρα γαρ αλλα μαλα λιγεως †” Επιγραμμαθ' έηκε,
Και μεγαλο αλλα λιαν τύθα πες οντ' έλαβεν·

Ειθ' ειην Μενελαος εγω, Cυ δε διος Οδυσσεύς,

Ως αν εμοι Γραντη χρυσεα δωρα φεροι.

* Hom. Il. Γ. 222.

Ου το μεγα ευ εςι, το δε ευ μεγά.

δὲ

+ ID. ib. 214.

II.

Perlegit Eutrapelus libros malè fedulus omnes,
Nec grave fopito corpore ceffat opus;
Scilicet in fomnis fibi nocte videtur eofdem

Volvere, quos longâ volverat antè die : Definat infelix, magnis neu perftet in aufis ; Et, multa ut poffit difcere, pauca legat.

CANTABRIGIÆ, in Comitiis Maximis,
Jul. 1787.

-Deus crudeliùs urit,

Quos videt invitos fuccubuiffe fibi.

TIBULL. I. viii. 7.

WHEN firft the firen Beauty's face

My wandering eye survey'd ; Unmov'd I saw each fraudful grace,

That 'round th' enchantress play'd:

And still, with careless mien elate,
Defied the Paphian's wile;

As ambush'd in a look he fate,

Or couch'd beneath a smile :

And still to rove I madly vow'd
Along the dangerous way,

Secure where other boasters bow'd

Before the tyrant's sway.

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TRANSLATED

BY A FRIEND.

LUMINA cùm primùm (memini) juvenilia ftrinxit

Virgineo quicquid ludit in ore decus,

Tutus ab illecebris veneres mirabar inermes :

A nobis famam nulla puella tulit.

Hinc animo audaci nimiùm vultuque fuperbo
Spernebam Paphii mollia tela Dei ;

Seu rofeo infidias ftruxit malè fidus in ore,
Seu rifus inter retia texit Amor.

Sæpè quidem dixi, fallacis nescius auræ,
Me tutò anguftam poffe tenere viam:
Imprudens nimiùm! qui me tam fæpè negavi,
Cætera qui vincit, vincere poffe Deum.

Nor learn'd my breast to heave the sigh,

Or

pour the fecret heart;

'Till MYRA from her beamy eye

Dispatch'd th' unerring dart:

" Fly, fatal fhaft" (with cruel zeal
The conscious murderefs cried)
"And teach yon haughty boy to feel
"The anguish due to pride."

To footh the foul-subduing pain
Awhile I fondly strove;

But combated, alas! in vain,

Th' omnipotence of love.

Then ah! at length, ftern power,

Thy wrath at length forego:

Enough my youth has felt of care,

Enough has tafted woe;

Nam neque adhuc nôram triftes profundere queftus,

Nec nôram querulæ tangere fila lyræ ; Cùm MIRA ex oculis, Phabei fulguris inftar, Mifit vindicta tela miniftra fuæ :

"I, fuge (fatalis clamavit conscia plaga)

"I, pete (ait) durum, fida fagitta, latus. "Hinc tandem, hinc discat nostrî contemptor oportet "Quæ fint fœmineâ vulnera missa manu.”

Pectoris ut fævos poffem fanare dolores,

Tentavi medicâ quicquid in arte fuit;
Sed fruftrà petii duro me opponere morbo,
Ah! medicâ non est arte fugandus Amor.

Improbe, parce, puer, pennato fternere ferro;

In me fatales define ferre minas : Præteritos egi non tam feliciter annos; Experta eft varias noftra juventa vices.