. Debita Flacco. Echoes of Ode and Epode . s I know, theres noneCan come within a days march of Sir Peter ;Prig, pietist, and petit-maitre in could be meaner, fussier, or neater ? Death is to him a sempiternal fear, Alas, alas, Sir Peter, oh Sir Peter 1Your ceremonious coddling makes each year To seem, if anything, a little fleeter ! Tho not a fop, each grizzling whisker isA source of terror that he cant dissemble ; Each widening wrinkle on his wizen phiz He measures with two hands that really tremble. He never walks in London after dark. Because he once heard someone was garotted ; No
. Debita Flacco. Echoes of Ode and Epode . s I know, theres noneCan come within a days march of Sir Peter ;Prig, pietist, and petit-maitre in could be meaner, fussier, or neater ? Death is to him a sempiternal fear, Alas, alas, Sir Peter, oh Sir Peter 1Your ceremonious coddling makes each year To seem, if anything, a little fleeter ! Tho not a fop, each grizzling whisker isA source of terror that he cant dissemble ; Each widening wrinkle on his wizen phiz He measures with two hands that really tremble. He never walks in London after dark. Because he once heard someone was garotted ; Nor helps to shoot the game in his own park,Because he lives in dread of being potted. 38 Visendus ater flumine languidoCocytos errans ct Danai genusInfame damnatusquc longiSisyphus Acolides laboris. Linqucnda tclhis el domus, el placensUxor, neque harum quas colis arboruniTe praeter invisas cupressosUlla brevem dominum sequetur. Absumet heies Caecuba digniorServata centum clavibus, et meroTinget pavimentum superboPontificum potiore 39 He flies from England to avoid the Spring, And skips into a fur-coat in October ;He pushes to a vicious point one thing That I could make a virtue of—hes sober. By Jove, yes, theres a cellar thrown away ! I know his heir, and feel the worst of sinnersFor hoping I may live to see the day When that young man begins his course of dinners. 40 . AD VALGIUM. \TON semper imbres nubibus hispidos?? ^ Manant in agros aut mare CaspiumVexant inaequales proccllacUsque, nee Armeniis in oris, Amice Valgi, stat glacies inersMenses per omnes aut AquilonibusQuerceta Gargani laborantEt foliis viduantur omi : Tu semper urges flebilibus modisMysten ademptum, nee tibi VesperoSurgente decedunt amoresNee rapidum fugiente Solem. At non ter aevo funetus amabilemPloravit omnes Antilochum senexAnnos, nee impubem parentesTroilon aut Phrygiae sorores 41 FIDELITY. IV T O longer mourn for that which thou hast lost?^ ^ But let Time have thy leave to cancel woe ;Too long
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