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Horace, Book II. Ode 5. English'd.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Horace, Book II. Ode 5. English'd.

Nondum subacta, &c.

Not yet subdu'd to draw in pairs,
But starting at the name of Bride,
Aloft her tender neck she bears,
Reluctant to the yoke untry'd;
And, wild with unexperienc'd fear,
The Heyfar shrinks beneath the Steer.
Behold the frisking Wanton spend
In verdant fields the thoughtless day;
The Younglings of her Kind attend
With harmless court, and childish play;
While purling streams, with osyers crown'd,
Quench all the heat she e'er has found.

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Fond of the Grape's unmellow'd juice
Thy sickly appetite confine;
For Autumn suns shall soon produce
The purple Harvest of the Vine;
And growing years her bloom display,
The years that hasten thy decay.
The wanton frown of Lalage
Shall court thee then to riper joy;
Not Chloris so belov'd as she,
Nor Pholoe so bewitching coy:
Her swelling bosom's spacious White
Like silver seas by Cynthia's light.
So fair, so shining in disguise
Would Gyges grace the Virgin Quire;
Would charm and cheat the sharpest eyes,
A Maid in features and attire;
With that ambiguous look, and air,
With female down, and flowing hair.