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larly enough it was only when discussing the outlines of the paper now 

 before you with the writer that Dr. Dole became aware of the earlier 

 translation by " Minimus." 



For The Mova IScotia Magazine. 



Translation of the thirty-third Ode of Anacreon. 



You, dear Swallow once a year, 

 In Summer's g-enial heat appear; 

 Once a curious mansion build, 

 Once with little swallows filled: — 



But love, within my hopeless breast, 



Hath built a never falling nest. 



Some young desires in plumage bright. 



Half of some the shells detain; 



Some within the egg remain. 



The chirping brood with careless noise. 



Stun my ears and kill my joys. 



The elder loves, the younger feed: 



These again with wondrous speed. 



Other generations breed. 



Ah! what can ease this wretched breast 



With such a swarm of loves possessed! 



{The islova IScotia Magazine, March, 1790, p. 230.) 

 The following is the text of Dr. Dole's translation: — 



Dear Swallow! you, a friendly comer. 



Returning every year. 

 Build your nest here in the Summer, 



In Winter disappear. 



For Nile or Memphis far you leave: 



But love within my heart 

 His downy nest doth ever weave, 



And never will depart. 



One passing is just getting wings, 

 One hatching, one on egg: 

 A clamorous cry unceasing springs 



From gaping nnouths that beg. 



The older loves quick zeal display 



The younger brood to feed; 

 These, brought up, in their turn straightway 



Another nestful breed. 



What remedy therefore have I? 

 Since every effort proves 

 I have not power, howe'er I try, 

 To drive away such loves. 



W. P. D. 

 (From mewart's Quarterly, Vol. 3, No. 3, Oct., 1869, p. 252.) 



