Nulla puellares læto clamore catervæ Textilibus calathis spicea dona ferunt: Nec celebrant Maiis sacrum Florale Kalendis, Lætaque dissimili flore sacella tegunt. At mihi restat adhuc istis magis alta voluptas; Nunc ego laudabo tempus in omne deos : Nam licet Arcadii silvis reverentia divi Cessit, adhuc aliquod numen inesse puto. Scilicet ipsa placent nemorum mihi gaudia, vati Si tibi quæ cecini, qualiacunque, placent. 9 Hæc ubi fatus erat, cuncti conversa tenentes Ora Deûm adspexere Patrem: tum Jupiter infit: Cœlicolæ, non consiliis nec vocibus istis Tempus eget. Jam nunc armis aptate lacertos, And thrice in arms around the dead they rode, : Weeping the sands were wetted and their arms ST. JOHN'S COLL. SCHOLARSHIPS, OXFORD, 1879. 10 The thirst of reign and sweetness of a crown, MAGDALEN COLL. DEMYSHIPS, OXFORD, 1879. Prodit equo; regem sequitur manus omnis euntem. Ter cinxere pyram flentes; ter flumine crebro Arma solumque madent: tanto celebrandus amore Ille fuit: tantum divum periisse dolebant. 10 Ἔρως ὁδ' ἀρχῆς καὶ τυραννικοῦ κράτους, οὗ δὴ Κρόνου παῖς ὑψόθεν τυχεῖν ποθῶν ἕδρας ἀπῶσε πατέρα τὸν παλαιγενή, καὐτὸς τύραννος οὐρανοῦ καθίσταται, ὥρμησε κἄμε προσβαλεῖν τῷ σῷ κράτει, τὸν οὐρανοῦχον Ζῆνά τοι μιμούμενον. φύσις δὲ τούτων τοῖς βροτοῖς διδάσκαλος, ἣ σπερμάτων ἐνθεῖσα τεσσάρων στάσιν ἡμᾶς ἐπῆρε πάντας αὐθάδη φρονεῖν. ψυχαὶ δ ̓ ἔσωθεν, αἷσι καταλαβεῖν πάρα κόσμου τὸ θαῦμα κυρίως πεπηγμένου, ἄστρων θ ̓ ἁπάντων δυσκρίτους μετρεῖν ὁδούς, ἀεὶ προσάντη, τῶν ὑπερτάτων πόθῳ, δρόμον φερόμεναι, τῶν ἄνω κύκλων δίκην, αὗται μέγ' ἐξαίρουσι τρύχεσθαι μάτην πόνοις, ἕως ἂν τέρψιν ἐκκαρπώμεθα πασῶν ἀρίστην, καὶ μόνην χαρᾶς ἀκμήν, φίλην λαβόντες ἐν βροτοῖς σκηπτουχίαν. 11 On a Visit to the Bell Rock Lighthouse Far in the bosom of the deep, O'er these wild shelves my watch I keep, Bound on the dusky brow of night, The seaman bids my lustre hail, And scorns to strike his timorous sail. SIR WALTER SCOTT. 12 An Invitation of the Day Come into the Tripos, Maud, For the dark old days have flown: Come into the Tripos, Maud : Were schools made for men alone? Soon the undergrads will be shouting abroad See, the slow old world moves on, If the planet of Love burns shy; Beginning to wane, tho' not yet quite gone Out of modern young people's sky: Will it faint in the light of the lists outshone, And girl-wranglers of 'Spoons' fight shy? 11 Τηλόθεν ἐκ μέσσης φαίνων κόλποιο θαλάσσης ἕστηκ', ἀξείνων τῶνδε φύλαξ σκοπέλων, αἰόλα λαμπετόων, πυρσὸς λίθος, ὃν κυαναυγὴς στησαμένη κόσμον Νὺξ ἐπὶ κρατὶ φέρει· αὐτίκα δαλὸν ἰδὼν ναύτης ἐμὸν οὔριον, αὔραις πλώει θαρσαλέως πᾶσαν ἐφεὶς ὀθόνην. 12 (Inter lucos Academi quaerere-nympham.) Eia! Mathematicas adeas, mea Cynthia, classes; Mox tua clarebunt, rauco celebrata theatro, Aurea nascuntur, tardos revoluta per orbes Ergone cedet Amor titulis, spernetque puella B |