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IMITATION FROM BOETHIUS.
“Cum polo Phœbus roseis quad rigis
Lucem spargere cæperit.”
—Boeth.
Lucem spargere cæperit.”
—Boeth.
When bright Phæbus begins in his chariot to ride,
Diffusing o'er the earth his light-quivering beams;
The stars with their glimmering no longer abide,
They faint in their splendour, they expire when he gleams.
Diffusing o'er the earth his light-quivering beams;
The stars with their glimmering no longer abide,
They faint in their splendour, they expire when he gleams.
When the soft breath of the Zephyr fans the cool groves,
The twining rose may be seen to bloom with its blush;
But when Auster, alas! in his stormy rage roves,
That fair rose will be stripp'd by the force of the gush.
The twining rose may be seen to bloom with its blush;
But when Auster, alas! in his stormy rage roves,
That fair rose will be stripp'd by the force of the gush.
How oft does the smooth calm when pillow'd on the sea,
Cradle by its stillness the proud billows to sleep;
No sooner is Aquilo with ruffian blast free,
Than the loud dashing storm o'er the ocean will sweep.
Cradle by its stillness the proud billows to sleep;
No sooner is Aquilo with ruffian blast free,
Than the loud dashing storm o'er the ocean will sweep.
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If lovely Nature then dread variations must feel,
If the change of disaster must ever take place;
What heart can be so sanguine to trust to its weal,
Or credit false Fortune though she smil'd in the face!
If the change of disaster must ever take place;
What heart can be so sanguine to trust to its weal,
Or credit false Fortune though she smil'd in the face!
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