Long, long may this stern praise Thine honour lift, Fierce knife, from which experience sharp He borrowWi, Advancing as 'twere 'neath the rod of Death. R. WT. VIRGO. Ne, pia, ne nimium, Virgo, permitte querelis: Haud volet, hand poterit natus abesse di L. Quove sub amplexu dulcius esse queat ! Aut quae tam nimiis vultibus ora notet ! Illa ubi tam vernis adolescat mitius auris, Tamve sub apricis pendeat uva jugia? 1 Cf. Wordsworth's A faculty for storms' ("Happy Warrior'). G. Euge tibi trux! euge mihi mitissime rerum! Euge Leo mitis! trux sed et Agne tamen! Macte, puer, macte hoc tam durae laudis honore ! Macte, o paenarum hac indole et ingenio! Ah ferus, ah culter, sub quo, tam docte dolorum, In tristem properas sic, puer, ire virum. Ah ferus, ah culter, sub quo, puer auree, crescis, Mortis proficiens hac quasi sub ferula. TRANSLATION. THE CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST. Ah, fierce, fierce knife, which such sweet lilies first Into such cruel roses made to burst; Which first this ivory pure with purple stain'd, And in the white a deeper dye engrain'd. its tendrem ar uni tual i 11- elen dying found? lin mms more eager go? Who in this face sal yearning glances throw? Where 'mid such quick-rain'd kisses could He wake? Of such delights so easily made heir? R. WI. APOCALYPSE x11. 7. Arma, viri! aetheriam quocunque sub ordine pubern Siderei proceres ducitis; arma, viri! Quaeque suis, nec queis solita est, stet dextra sagittin Stet gladii saeva luce corusca sui. Totus adest, totisque movet se major in iris, Fertque Draco, quicquid vel Draco ferre potest, Quas secum facies, imae mala pignora noctia; Quot secum nigros ducit in arma deva, Jam prignas parat, heu saevus! jam pat, et win, Vix potni 'Pagnat' dicere, jam cezadık. |