II. 2. O THOU who movest onward with a mind Stretched out for my acceptance - but Death came. Now, Reader, learn from this my fate how false, How treacherous to her promise is the World, III. 3. THERE never breathed a man who when his life Over the well-steered Gallies did I rule: - And the broad gulfs I traversed oft - and - oft : IV. 4. DESTINED to war from very infancy V. 5. Nor without heavy grief of heart did He, And, when beneath this stone the Corse was laid, That greatly cheered his Country: to his Kin * In justice to the Author, I subjoin the original. Non lasciava languire i bei pensieri. |