VATIS QUERELA. DECUS gentis, columen tuorum, Neniam et vates tibi nullus edet, Tuta procella. Exfuli fanctum hofpitium dedifti, Carceris umbras. Fletibus quantis lacus intumefcet, Monte fragorem! Luget invictam genus omne dextram IO 20 There breathes not clanfman of thy line, Sad was thy lot on mortal stage !— The captive thrush may brook the cage, 20 Nec tui quifquam generis fuperftat Sponte dediffet. Triftis in terra tua fors; palumbes Rumpit indignans aquila indecoras Morte catenas. Spiritus, noftros animofe cantus Dona fepulcro. Pinus Alpina, heu! cecidit; dolete Fundite queftus. 30 THE TWA CORBIES. (OLD BALLAD.) IS I was walking all alane I heard twa' Corbies makin' a mane, The t'ane unto the t'ither fay, "Where shall we gang and dine to-day? "In behint yon auld fail dyke There lies, I wot, a new flain knight; And nae body kens that he lies there, But his hawk, and his hound, and his lady fair. "His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild fowl hame, 10 His lady has ta'en anither mate So we may make our dinner fweet. DUO CORVI. OLUS ut errabam loca per deferta, querelam Alter et affatur focium: "Dic, nos hodiernum Quo pacto libeat quærere, et unde, cibum. "Sternitur en prope vicinæ fub margine foffe Sed quod ibi infelix periit, nifi perfida conjux, "Per fylvas canis infequitur vestigia cervi, U |