Aequor? Non tibi sunt integra lintea: 7 Non Dî, quos iterum pressa voces malo. 8 Quamvis Pontica pinus, Silvae filia nobilis, Jactes et genus et nomen inutile; 9 Nil pictis timidus navita puppibus Fidit:-10 tu, nisi ventis Debes ludibrium, cave. 11 Nuper sollicitum quae mihi taedium, 12 Nunc desiderium, curaque non levis, 13 Interfusa nitentes Vites aequora Cycladas. STANZAS, WRITTEN IN THE COUNTRY. SCENES of delight! where many a day Has passed on rapid pinions by, Why turn I from your charms away, Or view them only with a sigh? Why have ye lost for me those joys, That once were to my heart so dear, When from a crowded city's noise I brought a hermit's feelings here? Ye are the same:-as green your trees, Yet I-how changed a heart is mine! |