Poems, Songs and Love-Verses upon several Subjects. By Matthew Coppinger |
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E Libro quarto Horatii Carmin.
Ode 7.
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E Libro quarto Horatii Carmin. Ode 7.
The Snow's dissolv'd, the grassie Fields grow green,And bald-pate Trees with dangling Locks are seen.
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Exhal'd, with pregnant Floods their Banks o're-run.
The Graces and the Nymphs their Steps advance,
And, being disrob'd, do lead a Country Dance.
Times Mutability doth make appear,
That nought is permanent beneath the Sphere.
Mild Zeph'rus chides the Cold, the Heat doth blast
The flowry Spring, and then posts on as fast.
Next fruitful Autumn comes upon the Stage;
Then lazy Winter, like decrepid Age.
And yet the Moon, which shady Night adorns,
With waxing Light repairs his waining Horns.
But when we to the lower Shades repair,
Where Æneas, Tullus, and Ancus are,
We instantly to Dust and Ashes turn,
No more return, but rest us in our Urn.
Who knows whether the Gods above will cast
One day, to add to what's already past?
Nor shall thy greedy Heir for ever find
What thou bestowest with a lib'ral mind.
When thou art dead, and Minos shall of thee
Give Judgment, according to equity,
Torquatus, not thy Stock nor Eloquence,
Nor yet thy Piety, shall fetch thee thence:
For, neither from the streams of Cocytus
Cou'd Dian bring her Chast Hyppolitus,
Nor yet the friendly Theseus e're retake
Perithous from the Lethean Lake.
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