fulmina qui solitus propior spectare, Tonantis vestibulum modo non ipsum tetigisse putabas, inque dies poteras glacialia frigora coram

fulgentisque videre apices? quantum aetheris alti hi superant, tantum in terram penetrare relictum est. ille quidem magnum nunquam adfectabit Olympum, aeria quicunque sequi ducente recusat

voce deum: descende ferox audeque cavernam rimari peragrans tacitae penetralia terrae.'

Γ. Ε.

CLIII

Αραρε ταῦτα, κοὐκέτ ̓ ἐστ ̓ ἀποστροφή
καίτοι τόδ ̓ ἐνθύμημα, Ρωμαῖοι φίλοι,
κινεῖ, ταράσσει καρδίαν, συγχεῖ δέ μοι
γνώμην βεβαίαν τὴν πάλαι δεδογμένην,
τήνδ' ὑψίπυργον ἐξαϊστῶσαι πόλιν
φθορᾶς ἄνοικτον ἄροτρον, ἐν δ ̓ ἐρειπίοις
ἅλας σπαρῆναι τοῖσδ ̓, ἀκάρπιστον σπόρον.
ἡμῖν δ ̓ ἐλαῶν τῷδ ̓ ὄρει περιστεφεῖ
ἐφημένοισιν, οὗ Κέδρων σμικραῖς ῥοαῖς
ποδῶν ἔνερθε μαλθακῇ λίθους ὁδῷ
περᾷ καχλάζων, ὡς καθιερωμένην
ἁγνῇ γαλήνῃ τ ̓ εὐδίᾳ τ ̓ ἄρδων νάπην,
ὡς ὑψικόμπως καὶ τυραννικῶς πρέπει
σχῆμ ̓ ἀντίπρωρον· ἀμπέλων δ ̓ ἁβρῶν δίκην
κλιτὺς κρεμαστοῖς πᾶσα μαρμαίρει δόμοις·
μᾶλλον δὲ μᾶλλον βασιλικῶν στεγῶν χλιδὴ
ἄλλη παρ ̓ ἄλλης διαδοχαῖς πληρουμένη
πυργηδὸν αἴρει κρατ ̓ ἐς αἰθέρος βάθος.

F. ST. J. T.

CLIV

A strait long entry to the temple led,
Blind with high walls, and horror over head;
Thence issued such a blast, and hollow roar,

As threatened from the hinge to heave the door.
The gate was adamant; eternal frame

Which, hewed by Mars himself, from Indian quarries

came,

The labour of a God; and all along

Tough iron plates were clenched to make it strong.
On the other side there stood Destruction bare;

Unpunished Rapine, and a waste of war.

Loud menaces were heard, and foul disgrace,

And bawling infamy, in language base;

Till sense was lost in sound, and silence fled the place.

The slayer of himself yet saw I there,

The gore congealed was clotted in his hair;

With eyes half closed and gaping mouth he lay,

And grim, as when he breathed his sullen soul away.

DRYDEN.

CLIV

Huc aditu longo celsisque ex ordine muris ducit iter caecum: et saevus superimminet horror. unde ruunt horrenda minis raucoque tonitru flamina, quae rupto convellant cardine postis, ni pater aeterno fixos adamante locasset ipse manu, caesisque ex Indo monte columnis divinum struxisset opus: tum ferrea duras claustra premunt multoque intexunt robore portas. intus habent Curae sedem tristisque minatur Seditio, iuxtaque furit Discordia demens. hinc exaudiri gemitus, dum crimina iactat flagitium, turpique tonans infamia lingua omnia confundit strepitu rumpitque quietem. inde virum formae, vitam quicumque perosi, sanguine conspersi crines maculisque notati sanguineis: hiat ore omnis nec lumina clausit, qualis ubi infelix indigna luce recessit.

A. J. B.

CLV

Sleep, angry beauty, sleep and fear not me:
For who a sleeping lion dares provoke ?
It shall suffice me here to sit and see
These lips shut up, that never kindly spoke :
What sight can more content a lover's mind
Than beauty seeming harmless, if not kind?
My words have charm'd her, for secure she sleeps,
Though guilty much of wrong done to my love:
And in her slumber, see! she close-eyed weeps!
Dreams often more than waking passions move.
Plead, sleep, my cause, and make her soft like thee,
That she in peace may wake and pity me!

T. CAMPION.

CLVI

He scarce had finish'd, when such murmur fill'd Th' assembly, as when hollow rocks retain

The sound of blust'ring winds, which all night long
Had rous'd the sea, now with hoarse cadence lull
Sea-faring men o'er-watch'd, whose bark by chance
Or pinnace anchors in a craggy bay

After the tempest: such applause was heard
As Mammon ended, and his sentence pleas'd,
Advising peace: for such another field

They dreaded worse than Hell: so much the fear
Of thunder and the sword of Michaël

Wrought still within them, and no less desire
To found this nether empire, which might rise
By policy, and long process of time,

In emulation opposite to Heav'n.

MILTON.

CLV

Carpe, superba nimis, posita formidine, somnum : quis solvat rabidae somnia saeva leae? hic sedisse sat est conclusaque labra tueri quae bona nescierunt edere verba viris. illa benigna quidem non est, innoxia tantum : quid magis hoc poterit corda iuvare proci? aspice, quae miserum toties fraudavit amantem sic secura iacet, carmine capta meo: almus et ex oculis adopertis liquitur umor, saepe magis lacrimas somnia luce movent. adsis, somne, tua mentem dulcedine mutans, ut meus a vigili respiciatur amor.

A. H. C.

CLVI

Vix ea fatus erat, fremitu strepit omne repente concilium, deprensa cavis ceu flamina saxis miscentur sonitu; noctem, quam longa, ciebant illa quidem pontum, iam tandem murmure rauco defessis suadent nautis sopita quietem,

quorum navigium atque ratis sub rupe cavata post tempestatem tenet ancora: plauditur una dux ubi finierat; placuit sententia Coei pacem ostentantis; statuunt non ulla novare proelia Tartareis mage formidanda catenis; tanto illos tonitrus tantoque inpleverat arcus intonsi terrore dei, quibus alta cupido firmandi Stygium inperium, quod tempore longo consiliisque potens regnum affectaret Olympi.