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SAPPHICS. 



"\Miy, so shortlived then, plan we many projects ? 

 Why do we seek for regions that are heated 

 By other sunshine ? Who, his country's exile, 



Self, too, can fly from ? 



Care, inauspicious, climbs the hrassclad vessel : 

 Never abandons multitudes of horsemen : 

 Swifter than stags are, and impelling rain clouds. 



Swifter than Eurus. 



Spirits, at present joyful, for the future 

 Hate to be thoughtful ; and the bitter sweeten, 

 IMirthful with smiling : nothing is on all sides 



Doomed to be happy. 



Sudden the death of valiant Achilles : 

 Lingering old age wore away Tithonus : 

 And to me the hour, that to thee's forbidden. 



Perhaps may be lengthened. 



Hundreds of cattle, and of cows Sicihan, 

 Low all around thee ; mares, too, raise their neighings, 

 Yoked to thy chariot ; and in Afric's murex 



Doubly empurpled 



Mantles enfold them ; me, a little cottage, 

 And a slender spirit of the Grecian muses 

 Fate, not deceitful, gave, and the malignant 



Vulgar to pity. 



