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TO AUGUSTUS CÆSAR.
Full measure Jove has of the snow and fierce hail
Now o'er the plains hurled, and, with pow'rful right
Red with the lightning, overthrowing temples,
Frighted the city :
Frighted the nations, lest a dreadful age come
When his entire flock up the lofty mountains
Proteus was driving;
When to the elm-tops finny tribes were clinging, Which to wood-pigeons once familiar seats were; And the deer, trembling, each were fain to swim o'er
E’en yellow Tiber, with its waves back-drifted,
Temples of Vesta;
Till it grew boastful of its timely vengeance
Amorous river !
Yet shall our offspring, thinned by crimes paternal,
Hear of their battles!
Which of the Guardians of a tott'ring empire
Whom shall its sons invoke to their assistance ?
Of their hymns heedless ?
Whom will Jove grant the task of expiation ?
Augur Apollo !
Or, if thou wishest, Erycina joyous,
E'er thou regardest !
Ah! so long glutted with thy fearful pastime!
And the fierce glances which the Marcian casts on
Or if, with changed form, here upon this earth, thou, O winged offspring of the gentle Maia!
Youth's form assumest, suff'ring us to call thee
Heav'n-ward return late; and, oh! long and happy
Let the swift ether
Bear thee away back! Choose thou here the triumph:
Suffer thou, Cæsar!
TO A SHIP.
So may Cypria’s goddess-queen, So may
Helen's twin stars, brothers of lustrous sheen, And the Sire of the storm direct,
All winds, saving the west-blowing läpix, checked,
That thou safely, o Ship, restore
Him thou owest, I pray, to the Athenian shore !
Ι Virgil, whom we to thee confide, Saving, so shalt thou save half of my heart beside !
Firm oak and triple-brass had he All-surrounding his breast, who to the foaming sea
A frail vessel intrusted first, Nor feared Afric's fierce winds, when, with a wild