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IMITATION OF HORACE.
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IMITATION OF PART OF ODE III. BOOK II.*[1]
Bring, bring odours to the embowering shade
Where the tall pine and poplar blend on high;
Bring roses, exquisite, but soon to fade,
Snatch every brief delight, for thou must die;
Must bid thy groves farewell, thy stately dome,
Thy fair retreat on yellow Tyber's shore,
Whilst other inmates revel in thy home
And claim thy piles of wealth; thine own no more
He who relents not, dooms thee soon to tread
The shore whence none return—the country of the dead.
- ↑ *Originally introduced in the "Last Constantine."
