(2) SAPPHO P. H HAONI. ECQUID, ut infpecta eft studiosac littera dex trae, Protinus eft oculis cognita noftra tuis ? Carmina, cum lyricis fim magis apta modis. 5 ΙΟ 15 AY, lovely youth, that do'ft my heart command, SAY, lovely youth, that do'ft Can Phaon's eyes forget his Sappho's hand ? I burn, I burn, as when thro' ripen'd corn 5 By driving winds the spreading flames are born. 10 Phaon to Ætna's scorching fields retires, While I confume with more than Etna's fires! 15 Atque aliae centum, quas non fine crimine amavi : Eft in te facies, funt apti lufibus anni. O facies oculis infidiofa meis! 20 Sume fidem et pharetram; fies manifeftus Apollo: 35 40 Sum brevis; at nomen, quod terras impleat omnes, 45 Nulla futura tua eft; nulla futura tua est. |