Life is a flow'r, whofe brightest hue
Appears beneath the morning dew;
In gaudy pride its buds arife,

But foon the fading bloffom dies,
And all regrets are vain.

ASON G.

From METASTASI O.

Tranflated by a Lady.

IF you do not my paffion approve,
Behold the bright eyes of my fair,

Oh hear her sweet voice, and declare,
If, in me, 'tis a weakness to love!

When you fee from how lovely a spring
I derive the sweet caufe of my pains;
Oh tell me, what God, or what King

Would not glory, like me, in her chains!

T

C

VENUS

VENE RE

PASSANDO SOVRA L'ONDE DEL MARE.

Dal TASSON I.

REMOLAVANO i rai del fol nafcente

TREM

Sovra l'onde del mar' purpuree, e d'oro,

E in vefte di zaffiro il ciel ridente

Specchiar parea le fue bellezze in loro:

D' Affrica i venti fieri, e d' Oriente

Sovra il letto del mar prendean ristoro;
E co fofpiri fuoi foavi, e lieti

Sol zefiro increspava il lembo a Teti.

VENUS

PASSING OVER THE

SEA.

By TASSON I.

FORTH to the world now rofe the God of day,

In boundless fplendor o'er the wat❜ry way;

Far o'er the waves th' afcending brightness threw
Of gold and purple mix'd, a trembling hue.
Heav'n's felf, well pleas'd, in fapphire robe array'd,

Its own bright image in th' expanfe furvey'd:
Fierce Eastern winds and Afric ftorms in fleep
Lay pillow'd on the bofom of the deep;
Zephyr alone of all the founding train

In Iweetly murmuring whispers curl'd the main.

Al trapaffar della Beltà divina

La fortuna del mar passa, e s' asconde ;

L'ondeggiar della placida marina

Bacciando và l' inargentate fponde:

Ardon d'amore i pesci, e la vicina

Spiaggia languifce, invidiando all' onde ;

E ftanno gli amoretti ignudi intenti

Alla vela, al governo, a i remi, a i venti.

CAN

As pafs'd along the beauteous Queen of Love,

The tempefts ceas'd to blow, the winds to move;

The wanton wave purfu'd a gentler way,

And kifs'd the filver bank in am'rous play;

The countless tribes that sport old Ocean o'er,

The rocks, the lands confefs the genial Pow'r.

On ev'ry oar, on ev'ry spreading fail,

The naked Loves, a guardian group prevail,

Dance on the helm, and float on ev'ry gale.