Scilicet hoc poteris ; fed non conceditur ultra : Morte obitâ, nihil eft, quod patiamur, adhuc. IX. Ultima tu rerum, requies mortalibus ægris, SOMNIUM MARIE. I. A Ttigerat Phoebe fummi faftigia montis, Undè falit Devæ lenè fluentis aqua, Fufaque ab Eoo lux candida vertice, turres Tinxerat argento, tinxerat omne nemus: Jamque Maria toro, fomnis devincta jacebat ; Mens de Sandy fuo plena doloris erat; Cum Then foft and low a voice was heard Say, Mary, weep no more for me.' II. She from her pillow gently rais'd Her head, to ask who there might be, And faw young Sandy, fhiv'ring, ftand, "O Mary dear, cold is my clay, "It lies beneath the ftormy fea, "Far, far from thee, I fleep in death, "So Mary weep no more for me. III. "Three ftormy nights and stormy days, "But all our friving was in vain : «E'en Cum tecto exilis vox eft audita filenti, "Define væ! fletus, chara Maria, tuos." II. Illa caput paulùm lecto, perculfa, levabat, Quæfitura velut, quid foret ille fonus, Sandy videt ftantem, tremebundum frigore spectrum; "Jamque artus gelidos, offaque pontus habet; "Hinc procul, in longum folvuntur lumina fomnum, "Define væ! fletus, define, chara, tuos. III. "Tres noctes, totidemque dies, fuper æquora le ponte, "Huc, illuc, quaffam difpulit unda ratem ; "Nitimur adverfi, longum tulimusque laborem, "Omnis nequicquam fed fuit ifte labor. "At «E'en then, when horror chill'd my blood, "My heart was fill'd with love for thee. "The ftorm is past, and I at rest, "So Mary weep no more for me. IV. "O maiden dear, thyself prepare, "We foon fhall meet upon that fhore, "Where love is free from doubt and care, "And thou and I fhall part no more. Loud crow'd the cock-the fhadow fled; No more of Sandy could she fee; But foft the paffing spirit said, "So Mary weep no more for me.” "At tunc, membra mihi gelidus cum perculit horror, "Tunc etiam caluit pectore fidus amor; « Actum eft, tempeftas filuit, nunc ipse quiesco, "Define væ! fletus, define, chara, tuos. IV. "Nec tibi longa mora eft; aderis dulciffima virgo; "Nos melior fedes, oraque læta manet, "Quâ fecurus amor; nec mors disjunget amantes, "Nec mentem poterit follicitare timor." Signa dedit cantu gallus: difceffit imago : Et nufquam potuit cernere Sandy fuum, Lenè fed increpitans, dum præterlabitur umbra, "Define," ait, "fletus, chara Maria, tuos." |