. Debita Flacco. Echoes of Ode and Epode . plan,The small white rosebuds in your golden hair, The long black skirt untrimmed ? Oh, we grow shrewd When youve half ruined us ! Ah, there he is,Poor Httle chap ! And from his button-hole,As once from mine, peeps a white rosebud he believes in your simplicities ! A creed of brief duration, poor young soul!Soon will he know his Goddess thro and thro, And fret, as we all fretted, till we waded Thro surf of Knowledge to Salvations crags !Under a glass case in my libraryI keep a few white rosebuds, very rescued sailors once hung up thei
. Debita Flacco. Echoes of Ode and Epode . plan,The small white rosebuds in your golden hair, The long black skirt untrimmed ? Oh, we grow shrewd When youve half ruined us ! Ah, there he is,Poor Httle chap ! And from his button-hole,As once from mine, peeps a white rosebud he believes in your simplicities ! A creed of brief duration, poor young soul!Soon will he know his Goddess thro and thro, And fret, as we all fretted, till we waded Thro surf of Knowledge to Salvations crags !Under a glass case in my libraryI keep a few white rosebuds, very rescued sailors once hung up their ragsIn token of their gratitude. Goodbye ! 22 AD LEUCONOEN. nnu ne quaesieris, scire nefas, quern mihi, quern tibi Fincm di dederint, Leuconoc, nee BabyloniosTentaris numeros. Ut melius quidquid erit pati,Seu plures hiemes seu tribuit Juppiter ultimam,Quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mareTyrrhenum. Sapias, vina liqucs, et spatio breviSpem longam reseces. Dum loquimur fugerit invidaAetas : carpe diem quam minimum credula 23 FUTILITY /^H cease to speculate on Life and Death,^-^ And who shall live the longest, you or I ;Nor on vain sighing, Nelly, waste your breathBecause Astrology is all a lie. Be calm, a score of winters with their funMay be in store for us, or it may be That this particularly nasty one. Freezing the mud-banks of our Solent sea, May be our last; be wise, my child, and takeOne glass of this mulled claret, and go sleep ; Tis fatal to be over wideawake ! Old Time, while we this wasteful vigil keep. Passes and chuckles ; let us live to-day,And look ahead as little as we may ! 24 AD C. CRISPUM. NULL US arpcnto color est avarisAbdito terris, inimice lamnaeCrispe Sallusti, nisi temperateSplendeat usu. Vivet extento Proculeius aevoNotus in fratres animi patemi ;Ilium aget penna meluente soh iFama superstes. Latins regnes avidum domandoSpiritum, quam si Libyam remotisGadibus jungas et utcrque PoenusServiat uni. Crescit indulgens sibi dims h
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