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Frater Megillae, quo beatus

Volnere, qua pereat sagitta.

Cessat voluntas? Non alia bibam

Mercede. Quae te cunque domat Venus,
Non erubescendis adurit

Ignibus, ingenuoque semper

Amore peccas: quidquid habes, age,
Depone tutis auribus. Ah miser,

Quanta laborabas in Charybdi!
Digne puer meliore flamma

Quae saga, quis te solvere Thessalis
Magus venenis, quis poterit deus?
Vix illigatum te triformi

Pegasus expediet Chimaera.

XXVIII.

TE maris et terrae numeroque carentis arenae Mensorem cohibent, Archyta,

Pulveris exigui prope litus parva Matinum

Munera; nec quidquam tibi prodest

Aught for that thou in spirit hast aerial mansions tried, And of the arched expanse of heaven hast made the circuit wide.

The sire of Pelops likewise died, he who was guest of

gods,

Tithonus also, borne away along ethereal roads,

And Minos, confidant of Jove. Nor less Panthoides, To Orcus once again consigned, does Tartarus possess: Though with his shield in evidence, of Trojan times he taught

When to black death, save nerves and skin, he had surrendered naught:

And, in your estimation, he, of truth and nature, rates As no mean judge. But one same night all human

kind awaits:

All must once tread the fatal path.

to Mars,

Some, to be sport

The Furies give: the greedy sea yawns for the lives

of tars:

Of old and young together massed, the mingled

corpses lie:

No head is there that Proserpine, the ruthless, passes by. Me, also, did the stormy south, which in his downward. track

Accompanies Orion, 'mid Illyrian billows wrack.

Then do not you, O mariner, refuse, in churlish wise, To these my bones and this my head that here unburied lies,

Some particles of shifting sand. So the east wind, howe'er It menace the Hesperian sea, and woods Venusine tear,

Aërias tentâsse domos, animoque rotundum

Percurrisse polum, morituro.

Occidit et Pelopis genitor, conviva deorum,
Tithonusque remotus in auras,

Et Jovis arcanis Minos admissus; habentque
Tartara Panthoïden, iterum Orco

Demissum; quamvis clipeo Trojana refixo
Tempora testatus, nihil ultra

Nervos atque cutem morti concesserat atrae;

Judice te, non sordidus auctor

Naturae verique. Sed omnes una manet nox,

Et calcanda semel via leti.

Dant alios Furiae torvo spectacula Marti:

Exitio est avidum mare nautis.

Mixta senum ac juvenum densentur funera; nullum

Saeva caput Proserpina fugit.

Me quoque devexi rapidus comes Orionis

Illyricis Notus obruit undis.

At tu nauta, vagae ne parce malignus arenae

Ossibus et capiti inhumato

Particulam dare. Sic, quodcunque minabitur Eurus

Fluctibus Hesperiis, Venusinae

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Leave you in safety so for you abundant streams of gain, Come they from whencesoe'er they may, do righteous Jove ordain,

And Neptune, at Tarentum hailed as guardian deity. But, if you scruple not at fraud, foredoomed erelong to be Visited on your guiltless bairns, then may it chance for you That like neglectful scorn in turn and retribution due Shall be reserved: I shall not be left without vengeful

prayer.

No expiatory sacrifice will your offence repair.

What though in such impatient haste-I crave but brief delay;

Sprinkle but thrice the dust on me, then speed you on your way.

In the year 23 B. C. an army was sent by Augustus into Arabia Felix, under Aelius Gallus, Governor of Egypt, and the prospects of plunder which the expedition held out would seem to have induced a number of young men at Rome, and among others Iccius, a man of studious habits, to join it.

So, Iccius, the vast wealth which Arabs store
You covet: and prepare sharp warfare for
Saba's unconquered kings, and plan
Bonds for the dreadful Median.

What gentile girl, whose lover you may kill,
Shall thereupon be servant of your will?

What boy from court with essenced hair
Shall be appointed cupbearer-

Plectantur silvae, te sospite: multaque merces,

Unde potest, tibi defluat aequo

Ab Jove, Neptunoque sacri custode Tarenti.

Negligis immeritis nocituram

Postmodo te natis fraudem committere? Fors et

Debita jura vicesque superbae

Te maneant ipsum.

Precibus non linquar inultis;

Teque piacula nulla resolvent.

Quamquam festinas (non est mora longa) licebit,

Injecto ter pulvere, curras.

XXIX. AD ICCIUM.

ICCI, beatis nunc Arabum invides
Gazis et acrem militiam paras
Non ante devictis Sabaeae
Regibus, horribilique Medo
Nectis catenas. Quae tibi virginum
Sponso necato barbara serviet?
Puer quis ex aula capillis

Ad cyathum statuetur unctis,

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