ROME.
Blanda quiet viclis fartim fiibrepit ocellis,
Et cadit a mento languida facta manus T
Mars videt banc, visamque capita potitur-
que cupitd :
Et fua divind furta fefellit ope.
Somnus abit: jacet ilia gravis, jam fcilicet
intra
Ov. de Fastis, Lib. ;. Eleg. 1.
(Let none be startled at aVestal’sName)
Tir’d with the Walk, ihe laid her down
to rest,
And to the Winds expos’d her glowing
Breast
Air,
And gather’d in a Knot her ssowing Hair :
din’d,
The hoary Willows waving with the
Wind,
And Feather’d Quires that warbled in"!
the Shade, |
And purling Streams that through the ;
Meadow stray’d, s
In drowsie Murmurs lull’d the gentle
Maid. j1
The God of War beheld the Virgin lye,
The God beheld her with a Lover’s Eye,
M 3 And
Blanda quiet viclis fartim fiibrepit ocellis,
Et cadit a mento languida facta manus T
Mars videt banc, visamque capita potitur-
que cupitd :
Et fua divind furta fefellit ope.
Somnus abit: jacet ilia gravis, jam fcilicet
intra
Ov. de Fastis, Lib. ;. Eleg. 1.
(Let none be startled at aVestal’sName)
Tir’d with the Walk, ihe laid her down
to rest,
And to the Winds expos’d her glowing
Breast
Air,
And gather’d in a Knot her ssowing Hair :
din’d,
The hoary Willows waving with the
Wind,
And Feather’d Quires that warbled in"!
the Shade, |
And purling Streams that through the ;
Meadow stray’d, s
In drowsie Murmurs lull’d the gentle
Maid. j1
The God of War beheld the Virgin lye,
The God beheld her with a Lover’s Eye,
M 3 And