Quæ vobis senii minuta turba
Olim sollicitos levabit annos,
Arcebit querulos toro dolores,
Languentum tremulos fovebit artus,
Componet tumulo pios parentes.
O felix juvenis, puella felix!

[Olim sollicitos levabit, &c.] These last sad offices, due from children to their aged parents, are beautifully expressed by those lines, which the author of a celebrated modern tragedy puts into the mouth of the affectionate Euphrasia : The task be mine

To tend a father with delighted care,
To smooth the pillow of declining age,

See him sink gradual into mere decay,
On the last verge of life watch every look,
Explore each fond unutterable wish,

Catch his last breath, and close his eyes in peace.

MURPHY'S GRECIAN DAUGHTER.

And, when old age

Life's whitest page

Shall from your sight remove, Who on your bier

Will drop a tear,

The tear of filial love!

Rest, take your ease;

For sports like these

New strength, new ardour gain: Rest, happy pair!

Rest, happy fair!

Rest, happy, happy swain!

FRAGMENTA ET POEMATA

QUÆDAM,

IN BASIUM.

FRAGMENTUM.*

AD LYDIAM.

LYDIA, bella puella, candida;
Quæ benè superas lac et lilium,
Albamque simul rosam rubidam,
Aut expolitum ebur indicum.
Pande, puella, pande capillulos

Flavos, lucentes ut aurum nitidum :

This little fragment is found among those pieces of Cornelius, Gallus, which are perhaps more justly attributed to a different poet, Maximianus Gallus.

SOME

FRAGMENTS AND POETICAL PIECES

ON

THE KISS.

A FRAGMENT.

TO LYDIA.

LOVELY Lydia, lovely maid!

Either rose in thee's displayed;

Roses of a blushing red

O'er thy lips, and cheeks are shed;

Roses of a paly hue

In thy fairer charms we view.

Now thy braided hair unbind;
Now, luxuriant, unconfin'd,
Let thy wavy tresses flow;

Tresses bright, of burnish'd glow!

Bare thy iv'ry neck, my fair!
Now thy snowy shoulders bare :

Pande, puella, collum candidum,
Productum benè candidis humeris :
Pande, puella, stellatos oculos;
Flexaque super nigra cilia:
Pande, puella, geneas roseas,
Perfusus rubro purpurea Tyriæ.
Porrige labra corallina ;

Da columbatim mitia basia :
Sugis amentis partem animi:
Cor mihi penetrant hæc tua basia.
Quid mihi sugis vivum sanguinem?
Conde papillas, conde gemi-pomas,
Compresso lacte quæ modò pullulant :

[Conde papillas, &c.] I know not whether these Latin lines might furnish the hint of the following little sonnet, which certainly breathes the same soft spirit of amorous satiety :

Take, O take those lips away,

That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn;
But my kisses bring again,
Seals of love, but seal'd in vain!

Hide, O hide those hills of snow,
Which thy frozen bosom bears;
On whose tops the pinks that grow,
Are of those that April wears;
But my poor heart first set free,
Bound in those icy chains by thee!

BEAUMONT and FLETCHER'S Bloody Brother.