WINIFRED A.

I.

INC procùl, hìnc abfit, quicquid perturbet amo

HIN

Sollicitet mentem nil, Winifreda, tuam; [rem,

Nil, nil, quod poffis, tardet cœleftia dona ;

Si quid faftus obeft, exue, five metus.

II.

Nulla licet noftrum ditârit gratia regum,

Nulla licet decorent nomina clara genus,

Nos tamen innocuos illuftrat gloria vera ;

Purâ luce micat, nam bonitate micat.

III.

Nomina, dum virtus nobis fit fola voluptas,

Læta per ora virûm fuavior aura feret;

Nos quoque laudabunt, humilis miracula vitæ,

Magnates, omnis nefcius, unde probat.

IV.

What though from fortune's lavifh bounty

No mighty treasures we poffefs,

We'll find within our pittance plenty,

And be content without excess.

V.

Still fhall each returning season

Sufficient for our wishes give;

For we will live a life of reafon,

And that's the only life to live.

VI.

Thro' youth and age, in love excelling,
We'll hand in hand together tread;

Sweet-fmiling peace fhall crown our dwelling,

And babes, sweet smiling babes, our bed.

VII.

How fhould I love the pretty creatures,

While round my knees they fondly clung;

To

IV.

Quanquam non faveat nobis fortuna benigna,

Et parcâ dederit munerą parva manu; Anguftos intra fines viventibus adfit

Mens contenta domi, quod fatis, illa dabit.

V.

Quando vices anni renovabunt tempora gratas,

Delicias referent tempora quæque novas ;

Nam vitæ femper ratio reget æqua tenorem.
Utque decet, ratio vivere fola docet.

VI.

Ut primis, fic dum virtus illuxerit annis

Supremis, placidâ pace petemus iter;

Nam menfæ confors, aderit concordia nobis,
Atque tori, foboles dulcia mille tuens.

VII.

Quàm penitùs, penitùs dilectos corde fovebo,

Dum parvo nifu crura paterna tenent,

Dum

To fee them look their mother's features,

To hear them lifp their mother's tongue.

VIII.

And when with envy time transported,

Shall think to rob us of our joys,

You'll in your girls again be courted,
And I'll go a wooing in my boys.

THE BEGGAR's PETITION.

PITY

I.

the forrows of a poor old man,

Whofe trembling limbs have borne him to your

Whofe days are dwindled to the shortest span; [door,

Oh! give relief, and heav'n will bless your ftore.

II.

These tatter'd cloaths my poverty bespeak,

These hoary locks proclaim my lengthen'd years;

And

Dum vultus referunt maternos ora tenella,

Maternas voces balbaque lingua refert.

VIII

Et noftræ quando venit invidiofa vetuftas
Sortis, deproperans demere cuncta bona,
Te pulcram agnofcet natas petitura juventus,
Nati quafque petunt, has pater ipfe petam.

PAUPERIS PETITIO.

I.

Auperis annofi longos miferere dolores,

PA

Vix hæc, qui vìx ad limina membra traho,

Cui lux vitalis properat demergier umbris ;

Sic Dî perfolvant præmia, fer, fer opem.

II.

En ! tibi tam lacerum tegmen me monstrat

Confectumque annis tempora sparsa nive;

egenum,

Plurimus