For, inasmuch as each might hate the lover, Each, loving, so was hated.-Ye that love not Be warned-in thought turn this example over, That when ye love, the like return ye prove not. III FRAGMENT OF THE ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF BION YE Dorian woods and waves lament aloud, Let every tender herb and plant and flower, Their dells have known; and thou, O hyacinth, 9 lover | loving, Hunt MS. alternate reading. 11: Be not unkind to those who love ye Be timely kind to those who love ye The moral of this song in thought turn over. Hunt MS. alternate readings. Fragment of the Elegy on the Death of Bion. Published by Forman, 1876. 1 Weep, Dorian woods, weep, Hunt MS. cancelled. 2 with fruitless tears || and rivulets mourn, Hunt MS. cancelled; tears or sorrow, Hunt MS. alternate reading. 6 Pour forth its dews of sorrow, Hunt MS. cancelled. 13 sweetest singer, omit, Hunt MS. FROM BION FRAGMENT OF THE ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF ADONIS I MOURN Adonis dead loveliest Adonis The lovely one lies wounded in the mountains, His white thigh struck with the white tooth; he scarce Yet breathes; and Venus hangs in agony there. A deep, deep wound Adonis. .. A deeper Venus bears upon her heart. See, his beloved dogs are gathering roundThe Oread nymphs are weeping. Aphrodite With hair unbound is wandering through the woods, Fragment of the Elegy on the Death of Adonis. Published by Forman, 1876. His white thigh struck with the white tooth, and she 12 gathers yet, Boscombe MS. cancelled. 17-19: Boscombe MS. cancelled. Loosening her hair is wandering through the woods Boscombe MS. cancelled. Wildered, ungirt, unsandalled the thorns pierce Her hastening feet and drink her sacred blood. Bitterly screaming out she is driven on Through the long vales; and her Assyrian boy, Her love, her husband calls. The purple blood From his struck thigh stains her white navel now, Her bosom, and her neck before like snow. Alas for Cytherea! the Loves mourn -- For Venus whilst Adonis lived was fair The oaks and mountains cry, Ai! ai! Adonis! The springs their waters change to tears and The flowers are withered up with grief. . . Ai! ai! Echo resounds Adonis is dead Who will weep not thy deadful woe, O Venus? Of her Adonis saw the life blood flow From his fair thigh, now wasting, wailing loud Stay, dearest one, "Stay, Adonis! and mix my lips with thine! oh, but once! Wake yet a while Adonis 31 The rivers change their streams to tears and weep, Boscombe MS. cancelled. 34 resounds replies, Boscombe MS. cancelled. 38 wailing loud she cried out, Boscombe MS. cancelled. 42 a while || little, Boscombe MS. cancelled. may That I kiss thee now for the last time FROM VIRGIL THE TENTH ECLOGUE [V. 1-26] MELODIOUS Arethusa, o'er my verse Shed thou once more the spirit of thy stream. Who denies verse to Gallus? So, when thou Glidest beneath the green and purple gleam Of Syracusan waters, mayst thou flow Unmingled with the bitter Doric dew! Begin, and, whilst the goats are browsing now The soft leaves, in our way let us pursue The melancholy loves of Gallus. List! We sing not to the dead; the wild woods knew His sufferings, and their echoes... Young Naiads, wild in what far woodlands Wandered ye when unworthy love possessed The laurels and the myrtle-copses dim. Fragment of the Tenth Eclogue. Published by Rossetti, 1870. The cold crags of Lycæus, weep for him; What madness is this, Gallus? Thy heart's care With willing steps pursues another there. FROM DANTE I ADAPTED FROM A SONNET IN THE VITA NUOVA WHAT Mary is when she a little smiles I cannot even tell or call to mind, It is a miracle so new, so rare. II SONNET DANTE ALIGHIERI to GUIDO CAVALCANTI GUIDO, I would that Lappo, thou, and I, wend, Adapted from a Sonnet in the Vita Nuova. Published by Forman, 1876. Sonnet. Published with Alastor, 1816. |