He touched the tender stops of various quills,

With eager thought warbling his Doric lay:

And now the sun had stretched out all the hills,
And now was dropped into the western bay;
At last he rose, and twitched his mantle blue,
Tomorrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.

Multa manu teneris discrimina tentat avenis,

Dorica non studio modulatus carmina segni:
Et jam sol abiens colles extenderat omnes,
Jamque sub Hesperium se præcipitaverat alveum.
Surrexit tandem, glaucumque retraxit amictum;
Cras lucos, reor, ille novos, nova pascua quæret.

IN MEMORIAM.

CVI.

THE time admits not flowers or leaves
To deck the banquet. Fiercely flies

The blast of North and East, and ice
Makes daggers at the sharpened eaves,

And bristles all the brakes and thorns

To yon hard crescent, as she hangs

Above the wood which grides and clangs

Its leafless ribs and iron horns

Together, in the drifts that pass,

To darken on the rolling brine

That breaks the coast. But fetch the wine,

Arrange the board and brim the glass;

IN MEMORIAM.

ON hora myrto, non violis sinit

NON

Nitere mensas. Trux Aquilo foras

Bacchatur, ac passim pruina

Tigna sagittifera coruscant;

Horretque saltus spinifer, algidæ

Sub falce lunæ; dum nemori imminet,

Quod stridet illiditque costis

Cornua, jam vacuis honorum,

Ferrata; nimbis prætereuntibus,

Ut incubent tandem implacido sali
Qui curvat oras. Tu Falernum

Prome, dapes strue, dic coronent.

Bring in great logs and let them lie,

To make a solid core of heat;

Be cheerful-minded, talk and treat Of all things ev'n as he were by:

We keep the day with festal cheer,

With books and music. Surely we
Will drink to him whate'er he be,

And sing the songs he loved to hear.