LXXII. MARCETE! rebus una lex mortalibus ; Marcete, flores! Nos et autumnus manet Qui vixit, illum nemo luget mortuum. B. LXXIII. Althea. HÆC ubi pervolitans Amor ala claustra soluta, Captivo Althea murmura dia ferat; Cum jaceam implicitusque coma, et defixus ocello,Aëra non æque libera radit avis. When flowing cups run swiftly round Our careless heads with roses bound, When thirsty grief in wine we steep, Know no such liberty. When, like committed linnets, I When I shall voice aloud how good He is, how great should be, Enlarged winds that curl the flood Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage, That for a hermitage ; If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above Lovelace. Pocula cum rapido currant spumantia gyro, Squamea gens, vastis pelagi spatiata sub undis, Cum, volucris captiva velut, mitissima Regis Gutture contento; et quam sit bonus ille sub auras, Carcere ab Æolio Boreæ laxata sonorum Libera non æque proruit aura fretum. Saxea non animum murorum claudere moles, Credite, nec ferro janua fulta potest. Scilicet hic etiam placidum sine crimine pectus Otia Pieriæ ducit amona domus. Si mihi liber amor, mens libera, lucida cœli Libertatem æquant agmina sola meam. G. S. LXXIV. Epitaph in the Esle of Wight. FORGIVE, blest shade! the tributary tear No more confined to grovelling scenes of night, LXXV. An Epitaph upon the celebrated Claudius Philips, PHILIPS, whose touch harmonious could remove Garrick. * LXXIV. Epitaphium. DA veniam lacrymæ, quæ te, tellure relicta, Hujus, humo spreta, nunc es caliginis expers, B. LXXV. En Mortuum Fidicinem. CUJUS erat, plectro stimulos lenire, potentûm Quale tuum, vigili dum melos aure bibas. B. K |