Графични страници
PDF файл

"The smiling blossoms drink the pearly dew;

"And rip'ning fruit the feather'd race pursue;

"The scaly shoals devour the silken weeds;

"Love on our sighs, and on our sorrow feeds.

"Then weep no more; but ere thou canst obtain

"Balm to thy wounds, and solace to thy pain,

"With gentle art thy martial look beguile;

"Be mild; and teach thy rugged brow to smile.

** Canst thou no play, no soothing game devise

"To make thee lovely in the damsel's eyes?

** So may thy pray'rs assuage the scornsul dame,

** And ev'n Caissa own a mutual flame."

"Kind nymph, said Mars, thy counsel I approve;

"Art, only art, her ruthless breast can move.

"But when? or how? Thy dark discourse explain:

"So may thy stream ne'er swell with gushing rain;

"So may thy waves in one pure current flow,

"And flow'rs eternal on thy border blow!"

To

To whom the maid replied with smiling mien: "Above the palace of the Paphian queen ** * Love's brother dwells, a boy of graceful port, "By gods nam'd Euphron, and by mortals, Sport: "Seek him; to faithful ears unfold thy grief, ° And hope, ere morn return, a sweet relief. "His temple hangs below the azure skies; "Seest thou yon argent cloud? 'Tis there it lies." This said, she sunk beneath the liquid plain, And sought the mansion of her blue-hair'd train.

Meantime the god, elate with heart-selt joy, Had reach'd the temple of the sportful boy;

I M I TAT IONS.

• Ecco d' astuto ingegno, e pronta mano
Garzon, che sempre scherza, e vola rat to,
Gioa s* appella, ed e </' amir gtrmano.

Mart tit, Adins. I J.

X He

He told Cai'sia's charms, his kindled sire,
The Naiad's counsel, and his warm desire.
"Be swift, he added, give my passion aid;
"A god requests."— He spake, and Sport obey'd.
He fram'd a tablet of celestial mold,
Inlay'd with squares of silver and of gold;
Then of two metals form'd the warlike band,'
That here compact in show of battle stand;
He taught the rules that guide the pensive game,
And call'd it Cajfa from the Dryad's name:
(Whence Albion's sons, who most its praise confess,
Approv'd the play, and nam'd it thoughtful Chess.)
The god delighted thank'd indulgent Sport,
Then grasp'd the board, and lest his airy court.
With radiant seet he piere'd the clouds; nor stay'd,
Till in the woods he saw the beauteous maid:
Tir'd with the chase the damsel sat reclin'd,
Her girdle loose, her bosom unconsin'd.
He took the sigure of a wanton Faun,
And stood before her on the flow'ry lawn,

Then

Then show'd his tablet: pleas'd the nymph survey'd
The liseless troops in glitt'ring ranks display'd;
She ask'd the wily sylvan to explain
The various motions of the splendid train;
With ea^er heart she caught the winning lore,
And thought ev'n Mars less hateful than before:
*' What spell, said she, deceiv'd my careless mind?
"The god was fair, and I was most unkind."
She spoke, and saw. the changing Faun assume
A milder aspect, and a fairer bloom;
His wreathing horns, that from his temples grew,
Flow'd down in curls of bright celestial hue;
The dappled hairs, that veil'd his loveless face,
Elaz'd into beams, and show'd a heav'nly grace;
The shaggy hide, that mantled o'er his breast,
Was soften'd to a smooth transparent vest,
That through its folds his vig'rous bosom show'd,
And nervous limbs, where youthful ardour glow'd:

(Had Venus view'd him in those blooming charms,
Not Vulcan's net had fore'd her from his arms.)

X 2 With

With goatfike feet no more he mark'd the ground,
But braided flow'rs his silken sandals bound.
The Dryad blush'd; and, as he press'd her, faul'd,
Whilst all his cares one tender glance beguil'd.

He ends: To artns, the maids and striplings cry,
To arms the groves, and sounding vales reply.
Sirena led to war the swarthy crew,
And Delia those, that bore the lily's hue,
Who first, O muse, began the bold attack,
The white resulgent, or the mournsul black?
Fair Delia first, as fav'ring lots ordain,
Moves her pale legions tow'rd the fable train 5
From thought to thought her lively fancy flies,
Whilst o'er the board she darts her sparkling eyes.

At length the Warriour moves with haughty strides,
Who from the plain the snowy king divides:
Wi#i equal haste bis swarthy rival bounds;
His quiver rattles, and his buckler sounds:

[ocr errors][merged small][ocr errors]
« ПредишнаНапред »