IN MEMORIAM.

CVI.

THE time admits not flowers or leaves
To deck the banquet. Fiercely flies

The blast of North and East, and ice
Makes daggers at the sharpen'd eaves,

And bristles all the brakes and thorns

To yon hard crescent, as she hangs

Above the wood which grides and clangs

Its leafless ribs and iron horns

Together, in the drifts that pass,

To darken on the rolling brine

That breaks the coast. But fetch the wine,

Arrange the board and brim the glass;

IN MEMORIAM.

NON hora myrto, non violis sinit
Nitere mensas. Trux Aquilo foras

Bacchatur, ac passim pruina

Tigna sagittifera coruscant;

Horretque saltus spinifer, algidæ

Sub falce lunæ, dum nemori imminet,

Quod stridet illiditque costis

Cornua, jam vacuis honorum,

Ferrata; nimbis prætereuntibus,

Ut incubent tandem implacido sali
Qui curvat oras. Tu Falernum

Prome, dapes strue, dic coronent

K

Bring in great logs and let them lie,

To make a solid core of heat;

Be cheerful-minded, talk and treat Of all things ev'n as he were by:

We keep the day with festal cheer,

With books and music. Surely we
Will drink to him whate'er he be,

And sing the songs he loved to hear.

Crateras ignis cor solidum, graves

Repone truncos. Jamque doloribus

Loquare securus fugatis

Que socio loquereris illo;

Hunc dedicamus lætitiæ diem

Lyræque musisque. Illius, illius

Da, quicquid audit: nec silebunt
Qui numeri placuere vivo.

LAURA MATILDA'S DIRGE..

FROM REJECTED ADDRESSES.'

BALMY Zephyrs, lightly flitting,

Shade me with your azure wing;

On Parnassus' summit sitting,

Aid me, Clio, while I sing.

Softly slept the dome of Drury

O'er the empyreal crest,

When Alecto's sister-fury

Softly slumb'ring sunk to rest.

Lo! from Lemnos limping lamely,

Lags the lowly Lord of Fire,

Cytherea yielding tamely

To the Cyclops dark and dire.