The valley and villa of Horace . k him to recite to us the immortalinvitation to Tyndaris.^ The padre is very obliging, and begins,while our eyes rest dreamily on the Lucre- atilian summit, and we wonder if now in its J|sadly denuded glades Faunus could find ahiding place. Swift Faunus often doth exchangeLycaeus for my lovely rangeLucretilis, and there doth keep In sheltered dale, from rain and galeAnd Summers sun, my tender sheep. In safety run through wood and woldMy ewes that stray far from the fold In search of thyme and fear no snake in fen or brake No wolf that wanders raven
The valley and villa of Horace . k him to recite to us the immortalinvitation to Tyndaris.^ The padre is very obliging, and begins,while our eyes rest dreamily on the Lucre- atilian summit, and we wonder if now in its J|sadly denuded glades Faunus could find ahiding place. Swift Faunus often doth exchangeLycaeus for my lovely rangeLucretilis, and there doth keep In sheltered dale, from rain and galeAnd Summers sun, my tender sheep. In safety run through wood and woldMy ewes that stray far from the fold In search of thyme and fear no snake in fen or brake No wolf that wanders ravenous, Whenever Pan with dulcet reed In vale and on Usticas meadAwakes the echoes, Tyndaris. The Gods love me ; my piety,My lyric song have won me this I For thee shall Plentys horn be rural joys shalt thou be filled; iMy stream of pure water, my woodland of afew acres. (Od. Ill, i6, 29.)2Velox amoenum saepe LucretilemMutat Lycaeo Faunus,et igneamDefendit aestatem capellisUsque meis pluviosque ventos. (Od. 1,17.) 28 I. <z O «aj H O Thou here in this secluded dell, From Procyons heat a safe retreat,Shalt on Anacreons lyre tell Of Circes and Penelopes Joint love for him who roved the shalt thou sip — tis innocent — My Lesbian wine beneath this know unseemly merriment. Thou needst not fear lest thy good nameFrom wanton swain shall suffer shame; The wreath that doth thy fair locks crown,(Let him beware!) he may not tear, Nor rend thy unoffending gown. But we must not linger in Licenza, al-though we are loath to part company withso excellent an expositor of Horatian charmas our new friend the padre. After a mostcordial exchange of farewells, we are off,having a care, however, for the low parapet,lest we too fall out of town. But stay! It is the voice of the padre call-ing to us. Will we not remain just a paltryfew moments until he can open for us Non ante verso lene meriim cado^f^ Besides, he has something antique, of greatinterest to palaeograp
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