"WHEN FINIS COMES" WH HEN Finis comes, the Book we close, With backward step, from stage to stage The thorn lies thicker than the rose! There is so much that no one knows,- Still, they must pass! The swift Tide flows. Perchance, in this be-slandered age, When FINIS comes! "O FONS BANDUSIE" BABBLING Spring, than glass more clear, To-morrow shall a kid be thine With swelled and sprouting brows for sign,Sure sign-of loves and battles near. Child of the race that butt and rear! Thee Sirius knows not. Thou dost cheer With pleasant cool the plough-worn steer,The wandering flock. This verse of mine Will rank thee one with founts divine; Men shall thy rock and tree revere, O babbling Spring! ✓ "EXTREMUM TANAIN" (TO J. K.) EFORE thy doors too long of late, Hast thou nor eyes nor ears, Ingrate! Lay by thy pride,-nor hesitate, Lest Love and I grow desperate; If prayers, if gifts for naught must go, Beware! .. "VIXI PUELLIS" WE loved of yore, in warfare bold, Nor laurelless. Now all must go Let this left wall of Venus show The arms, the tuneless lyre of old. Here let them hang, the torches cold, But thou, who Cyprus sweet dost hold, And Memphis free from Thracian snow, Goddess and queen, with vengeful blow, Smite,-smite but once that pretty scold We loved of yore! "WHEN I SAW YOU LAST, ROSE" HEN I saw you last, Rose, WHE You were only so high ; How fast the time goes! Like a bud ere it blows, Now your petals unclose, And a life, how it grows! In your bosom it shows Is it Cupid? Who knows! |