SAPHO

TO

PHAO Ν.

From OVI D.

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SAPно

TO

PHA ON.

AY, lovely youth, that do'st my heart command,
Can Phaon's eyes forget his Sapho's hand?

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Must then her Name the wretched writer prove,

To thy remembrance loft, as to thy love?
Afk not the cause that I new numbers chuse,

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The Lute neglected, and the Lyric muse;
Love taught my tears in fadder notes to flow,

And tun'd my heart to Elegies of woe.

SAPHO PHAON I.

E

CQUID ubi afpecta

eft ftudiofæ littera dextræ,

Protinus eft oculis cognita nostra tuis?

An, nifi legisses autoris nomina Sapbus,
Hoc breve nefcires unde movetur opus?
Forfitan & quare mea fint alterna requiras

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Carmina, cum lyricis fim magis apta modis. Flendus amor meus est: elegeïa Aebile carmen; Non facit ad lacrymas barbitos ulla meas.

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I burn, I burn, as when thro' ripen'd corn
By driving winds the spreading flames are born!
Phaon to Ætna's scorching fields retires,
While I consume with more than Etna's fires!
No more my foul a charm in music finds,
Music has charms alone for peaceful minds.
Soft scenes of folitude no more can please,
Love enters there, and I'm my own disease.
No more the Lesbian dames my passion move,
Once the dear objects of my guilty love;
All other loves are lost in only thine,

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Ah youth ungrateful to a flame like mine!
Whom would not all those blooming charms surprize,

Those heav'nly looks, and dear, deluding eyes?

Uror, ut, indomitis ignem exercentibus euris,
Fertilis accenfis messibus ardet ager.
Arva Phaon celebrat diversa Typhoidos Ætna,
Me calor Ætnæo non minor igne tenet.
Nec mihi, difpofitis quæ jungam carmina nervis,
Proveniunt; vacuæ carmina mentis opus.
Nec me Pierides fubeunt, Dryadefue puellæ,
Nec me Lesbiadum cætera turba juvant.
Vilis Amythone, vilis mihi candida Cydno:
Non oculis grata eft Atthis, ut ante, meis;
Atque aliæ centum, quas hic fine crimine amavi:
Improbe, multarum quod fuit, unus habes.

Eft in te facies, funt apti lufibus anni,
O facies oculis infidiofa meis!

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